Fegan had a crooked grin as he stared down at Lotus who was frantically trying to fend off the puppets on her.
Her horror-stricken face turned to the golden statute which lifted its leg, ready to stomp her to the ground.
"Fegan I need your help in removing this pendant, just like you had done yours!" Lotus screamed at the top of her lungs as she prepared to be crushed.
Her hands were over her head and then came silence. She dropped her hands and stared at the suspended foot over her.
The statue maintained its position and glared at her but froze at the command of Fegan.
Leaning on the window sill by placing his elbows on them, he stared out and steepled his fingers in front of his face. He cast a demeaning look on her.
"How the hell do you think I would believe that bullshit?" He snapped, feeling triggered just by her presence in his place.
