She turned and ran—not toward her abandoning teammates, but toward the two women clearing out the minions with devastating efficiency. Her sharp metallic claws extended fully, gleaming in the dappled forest light as she moved with wind-like speed.
She would never abandon the one who has helped her; that is not what her father taught her.
Leon detected her approach toward Seraphine and Loriel rather than fleeing. A small part of his fury cooled.
But most of his attention focused on the immediate problem, and he was absolutely livid.
I extended a helping hand and was betrayed the first time. Fucking unbelievable.
The rage burned cold and sharp in his chest. He'd risked approaching an unknown combat situation to save lives, and those ungrateful bastards had run the moment they saw an opportunity, leaving him to deal with the monster alone.
