"I wished I had more time to talk."
"You will soon. I'll be waiting."
The building fell apart, leaving only the storm in its wake. Alton lay on the ground, aided by Zinnia as they both stared in shock as Iris stood taking the helm of the attack head-on. Her eyes glowed the Garden yellow as her cubes had broken apart, turning into a bright suit of armour to counter Anger's very own. Wiping her bloody lip, Iris panted, shaking at the knees. "I won't fall, not now, not until I saved them from you!"
Anger gritted her teeth, thrusting her fist forward, looking to strike Iris again. Serval cubes flew past, pushing her back, forming together, creating a gate; Alton looked on whispering. "No way…. I've seen this before; it's Bargaining's power, but how does she?"
