Screw it.
Screwing it, Ferris was the first to break free from the mental shock of the situation, using the pause to dash forward through the closing doors and slip through the narrow opening.
Ferris grabbed Executor by the gaps between his chest muscles, using them as a solid hold to shove him into Artemis's smaller frame.
But Instead of striking while they were tangled, Ferris chose to run, keeping his distance and playing it safe.
With his essence surging wildly underneath the skin of his legs, he tore through the city streets at incredible speed—but even that might not have been enough.
Boom!
A thunderous clap echoed behind him, followed by a red light that painted the streets like falling rose petals.
She transformed! Ferris realized, but he didn't dare look back because there was a corner just a few dozen meters ahead.
However, when his ears caught the sound of screaming behind, he had no choice but to turn his head around for a quick peek.
"!!!" What the—?
