Legion

~Chapter 129~

Mae rolled over, gasping for breath as she tumbled onto the bench, losing her balance to then tumble further to the floor beneath the table. Sucking in air, breath after labored breath, the fuzz in her vision began to clear; the solid footfalls forcing the static from her ears.

Turning around beneath the table, Mae's chest heaved as she rubbed her neck, attempting to scrub away the sensation of Xial's hands.

"Mae?" His voice cut through the remaining static.

Lifting her eyes, she saw Nimaro looking back at her.

"I'm alive," she replied, barely a whisper; her throat aching as she struggled to capture her breath. "The Sigeitor keeps him small…" she relayed between gasps; his akress probing and enveloping her, attempting to pull her from beneath the table. "Don't let him… remove his ear."