Then how was it possible that suddenly just tossed them miles away from a snap of a finger and they couldn't even get a chance to use their powers?
Val winced in pain and tried to get up from the ground, one of her arms being pierced with one of the sharp branches. Oliver lay beside her unconscious. He was way more injured than her, taking most of the trauma when they pierced through all those hundred-year-old trees.
"Oliver…" Val stammered, her arms giving up an excruciating pain. She tried to get Oliver conscious but it seemed to not even work a bit.
August, on the other hand, was left to strangle all alone. He didn't know whether to be grateful enough that she didn't hurl at him like that or cry to not be able to break free from her grip. It was way stronger than one may expect.
"Azrael…." August tried to make her snap out of it. Somehow he was able to call out with her strong strength, she could have broken his neck the moment her hands touched his neck. Yet it was not.
