Boom.
A crack formed on the barrier, and the witches began attacking violently.
"Aeris!" Damon called from behind.
"The portal is stable now, everyone gets inside!" Hearing his command, Theo and Alaric were the first to enter.
I took a few steps back, the witches were like a raging storm. If I played a hero that might be the end of me.
'There is a famous saying Golden, he who runs from a fight, lives to fight another day.' I nodded to confirm my thought.
I felt a grip over my hand, and my body went completely still. I slowly lifted my head and it was… Damon.
I struggled to pry his hand away, but his grip tightened. "Aeris, we have no time!"
His silver eyes burned into mine, sharp and desperate. "Move!" he barked, pulling me toward the portal.
"I can walk on my own!" I snapped, jerking against his grip, but he didn't let go.
