You almost felt sorry for them.
The taste in your mouth is coppery, and the bruises littering your body ache unbearably. Still, you're not worried. It was only a matter of time.
The explosion outside the building rattles the ground. It makes you grin despite your bloody teeth, already feeling that familiar pull of the other half of your soul closing in.
The words have barely left your mouth when the room is lit with the crackling of energy, red tendrils restraining each unfortunate soul who'd marred your skin.
"You've looked better, kitten." He drawls, though his eyes carry an intensity he's unable to hide. Your shackles are easily snapped, and one of the twins emerges from the shadows to help you stand.
"Well, I've been better." You shrug, unable to stop the flicker of pain from showing on your face. Sylus's face hardens in an instant, focusing his attention back on the men he'd been holding still, each more terrified then the last.
Their screams echo through the halls as Luke and Keiran help you out of the abandoned building. They're quieter than usual, which you're a little grateful for. Still, they let out subdued cheers when the building explodes into a pile of rubble behind Sylus's approaching figure.
The cries of pain haven't ceased with the explosion. Clearly, there was no mercy shown.
"Are you alright?" The ruthless leader of Onychinus kneels in the dirt next to you, carefully checking you over with a featherlight touch. You hum, running a hand through his pristine silver hair just like you'd spent the last few days dreaming about.
"I'm fine, Sylus. I knew you'd come." You smile despite the pain, relaxing into his strong arms as he picks you up carefully, red eyes soft with worry.
"There's no place in this galaxy I wouldn't go to find you."
