Just a little something inspired by this
Wide sapphire eyes stared up at the approaching magician. Trembling, bloodstained hand holding his gun up, perfect aim towards Marvinās head.
He had heard stories about the dark Phoenix, but never he imagined heād seen him in person. His heart hammered against his rib cage, pure fear making him freeze up in place. All he had to do was pull the trigger. Pull the trigger and protect Henrik, who laid in Jamesonās hold.
Determination washed over his eyes as he aimed with purpose, pulling closer Henrikās unconscious body in a protective manner.
āOh, you are far stronger than the last oneā it makes me wonder if I should kill you or not.ā Marvin hummed as he neared the pair. āYou might be useful~ā
Before the magician could continue Jameson fired his gun, though the bullet bounced against an invisible force and landed hairs away from Where Jamesonās head was and despite it, he didnāt dare flinch.
āStrong, confidentā such willingness to sacrifice yourself for that.ā He sneered as he pointed towards Henrik. āMaybe I underestimated you. Maybe I should be more of a challenge~ā
