Victor frowned slightly, "Don't touch him. He is bound by a spell," he glanced at the dead child in her mother's embrace, "Whoever touches him dies."
The other two teenagers were too traumatized to react. Their eyes were hollow, filled with fear and shock.
Leon grabbed Juliet's wrist that suddenly held up her gun against her temple as if ready to kill herself before her family like a contribution, "You don't want us to knock you out, do you?"
Before anyone could blink, Douglas whipped out his gun and shot a paralysis bullet into her back, "I ain't going face-to-face with Juliet."
Juliet's right hand trembled under Leon's grasp as she fell to her knees. He draped her hand over his shoulders and supported her up.
"Are you going to leave them behind?" Victor asked about her mother and siblings when Leon and Douglas began to carry Juliet back to the grandhall.
"She only mentioned valuable things," Leon stated simply.
