Xavier headed down the dim corridor, but he only made it ten paces before Reva's hand clamped onto his shoulder and spun him around.
The standoff had left her fangs elongated. Her eyes flashed in the low light of the hallway.
"Are you actually going to go through with this? You just agreed to lock yourself in a room with a galactic ruler who wants to mount your head on a spike." She asked with a judging glare in her eyes.
Xavier shoved her hand off his jacket. "I agreed to a biological data transfer. It multiplies my base strength threefold. She holds eight pieces of the Goddess, and I need that data to process my own shards without burning out my vessel." He leveled a hard look at both of them. "I just neutralized a First Pillar dreadnought and secured a massive power spike without firing a single shot. It is simple math."
The temperature in the narrow hallway climbed. Lyra crossed her arms, a deep scowl settling over her features as her demonic heat flared.
