Tired [Top 5 in Golden Tickets Bonus]
'Dammit.'
Sylas looked down at the woman in his arms and made a decision.
He held Vesta up, brazenly using her as a shield.
The Professor's eyes could only open wide. She tried to scream, but with her jaw fused shut under the effects of the poison, she couldn't even do that much. All that came out was a strained shriek locked away in her throat.
BANG!
The arrow pierced into her body, but only by a small measure.
Sylas was so confident in it that he didn't even spare her a glance, his palm having stretched out toward the ball of flames flying toward him.
A strong pulse of telekinesis came from him, diverting it just enough that it felt beneath his feet.
'Not good.'
Sylas felt the Scorned Wraps stir and he hurriedly threw Vesta into the air before she was scorched to ash.