Dynasty retreated alongside Kimi, his defensive kicks landing hard against their attackers' midsections. The responsibility of protecting his sister weighed heavier than he had ever anticipated. His abilities and spells flew through the air as he fought desperately against the advancing wizards. Once the last of their assailants crumpled to the ground, unable to continue their assault, Dynasty spun toward Kimi with urgent concern.
"Are you hurt?"
Kimi managed a weak nod, her voice caught in her throat. The shallow wound on her wrist had finally ceased its bleeding, leaving only dried crimson traces on her pale skin.
Her expression shifted to alarm when she caught sight of Dynasty's widening eyes. Following his horrified gaze, she whirled around to discover the elder wizard charging toward her with deadly intent, his blade gleaming wickedly in the dim light.
