Harold realized that Thomas's threat was no joke, and he pushed Lilith to his feet quickly.
Lilith stood up with a slight stagger. She had even forgotten about the Dryad race heirloom that might currently be in Rosaline's hands. The existence of the silver sword was far more important than anything right now.
"I'll show you."
Yuxie grabbed his arm, feeling if the Dryad race was too slow to walk, he half dragged it in front of Thomas to lead the way.
Thomas pulled the black shadow from Harold's body, Morgan wordlessly grabbed Harold's arm and led him to follow Yuxie and Lilith.
"Aren't you worried about Iris?" Morgan asked suddenly, not looking back at all to look at Thomas.
There was a pause for a moment before Morgan heard Thomas' voice again.
"No. She's my soul mate, she's not easy to beat."
