Phelms glared up at her, his face contorted in rage. He opened his mouth to say something but instead closed it and fell to his knees.
"What now?" Lily asked.
"Please spare me," Phelms whispered.
"Yeah, right, you're about to die, and you just got your first kill. I think that makes you my slave now," Lyla replied sarcastically.
"You are a sadistic bitch!" Phelms yelled, glaring up at her.
"And you're about to be dead!" Lyla smirked as she lost another arrow.
"You ruined my plans! You shot me! I was fine until you did that!" Phelms yelled angrily, struggling to his feet.
"Master awaits your puny little self."
The two sisters laughed evilly. They drew closer to him as they spoke, taunting him.
"Now, you will serve your purpose, or you can continue to fight," Lyla offered.
"Or I could let my sister shoot you again," Lily added.