Villain Ch 1887. Saving My Vows
Zoe's tentacle snapped out, spearing a Veil Stalker crawling on the ceiling. She slammed it into the floor without breaking stride. "Not slowing down," she muttered.
Shea spun, wings flashing. Her feathers launched like a storm of steel, slicing three Clutch Brides into ribbons of fog. They shrieked once and faded.
Vivian's whip cracked like thunder, lashing across two Shade Footmen at once. They burst into sparks of pink flame. She twirled it once, eyes glinting. "This is almost cathartic."
Jane raised one hand, palm down. The floor bulged beneath them as skeletal arms clawed up and dragged a group of Veil Stalkers down into the boards. "Keep walking," she said. "They're just echoes."
Larissa didn't even look. She extended one arm, and a whip of blood spiraled from her wrist, lashing around a Clutch Bride's neck and yanking it apart like wet cloth. "Pathetic," she murmured.
Alice laughed from her broom. "This is starting to feel like a warm-up."
