The second the decision was made, Bree feigned a move. Her tattered wings beat violently, kicking up a toxic gale that forced Xarion back.
Her body turned into a streak of dark shadow, shooting straight into the sky and ripping through space in an attempt to escape.
However, the very second she took flight, a terrifying, suffocating invisible force—heavy as the pressure of the abyssal deep—crushed down upon her!
Bree's body jolted to a sudden halt, as though she had slammed into an invisible wall. She was frozen, pinned in mid-air, unable to flap her wings even a fraction of an inch.
What's going on?!
Bree's panic-stricken eyes scanned the battlefield frantically. Neither Vangar nor Xarion possessed power of this caliber.
Who is it?!
Bree's gaze snapped directly toward Rory's airship.
Through the viewport, she met a tranquil pair of pink star-filled eyes.
Him?!
That merman beside Rory?!
How is this possible?!
