"Felix, er… Remind me why I'm doing this again…"
"But that's the 99th time you've asked me that!"
Walking back to the collapsed building was Amber with her book nowhere to be seen and an apprehensive look on her face. She was dragging her feet across the ground, too lazy to lift her legs and walk normally.
Somehow, Felix's voice was being heard in her head. A result of one of her supportive communication skills, Psychic Call.
"I sent you there to stall that b*stard until Mark warns Thundra and the others, and brings them here!"
Felix's irritated voice was heard in Amber's heart, to which, she simply rolled her eyes at.
"Then why did you take my book?" Amber pressed with her questioning as a strange glint flashes in her eyes. She would be able to stall longer with her book no doubt, or accidentally blast the enemy to splinters.
