Dyon dusted the dirt off of his bare torso before leaping on top of the defensive array that forced Violet to kneel. Then, he rode her into the skies, calmly making his way back as though he wasn't using the master of a sect's daughter as a steed.
Violet screeched in anger. "GET OFF OF ME! GET OFF OF ME!"
The Master's eyes bled red, but he didn't dare to take a step forward. He could see by how easily Dyon manipulated the array that killing his daughter would take a single thought.
The celestials didn't bother to stop Dyon either, they were very much enjoying this show. After all, they still didn't Dyon was aware of Soul Market because the nunnery's Mother was still looking for a way to not have to compensate them for their help.
"Release her!" Enzo roared in a rage, still propping up his father.
