Tianlong's laugh was a low, chilling sound that cut through the tense air like a blade.
Without another word, his hand shot out, fingers wrapping firmly around Yuna's wrist.
He gave a sharp tug, pulling her off-balance and dragging her from the doorway with a strength that was both startling and absolute.
"Wha— Mmmh! Professor!" she yelped, stumbling on her heels to keep up as he strode down the corridor, leaving the two stunned professors behind.
Yuna glanced back, her wide crimson eyes clouded with confusion at the sight of a terrified Professor Ophidia and a quietly fuming Yu Xiang.
'He's safe now, isn't he? Why is he running? Why is he dragging me?'
His grip was like a manacle, his large hand completely encircling her slender arm.
A strange, invasive warmth spread from his touch, making her skin tingle underneath the sleek, black spandex of her full-body suit.
