"She's getting up."
"Don't get distracted. Use the array."
"I'm using it. Maybe you're not using it."
"Shut up and focus."
The group of people in the air immediately fell into disarray when they saw Death slowly get up.
"No, we can't let her," the sect leader shouted, flying down immediately to where his spear was and grabbed it. Even as he did, though, lacerations began appearing around his body.
"Ughh!"
Death finally made a sound.
Her eyes moved toward the sect leader before her. "Do I know you?" she asked with a confused look. "You look familiar."
"You… you can speak again," the sect leader said with some surprise. His breathing grew ragged.
Death ignored him, looking down at her hand where she held the sword. Her eyes widened slightly. "How…"
She looked next to the sword, seeing Alex with his arms extended, holding the other end of the sword. "How do you…" she wanted to speak, but there was a constant stream of annoyance coming toward her from the other side.
