Yara stared up at Corey as his foot remained firmly pressed against her chest.
The words of flame still hovered in the air beside him.
You want to see your sister? Die. I'm sure she's waiting.
The silence that followed was heavy but Yara's breathing was heavier.
Her eyes trembled.
Her lips parted slightly, and her entire body began to shake.
Not from the weight of Corey's foot, but from the weight of his words.
She didn't blink.
She didn't move.
Her chest rose and fell.
Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, and her hands clenched into fists on the ground beside her.
Zeke's mouth slowly opened in disbelief.
"Yo... Ryan... what the actual hell, man?"
Myra's brows furrowed deeply as her eyes snapped toward Corey.
"Was that really necessary?"
Aelric flinched. "That was cold and brutal. Even for me."
Corey didn't respond.
Not verbally.
