In the horrifying discovery of what covered the area, the Manticore leaped into the air and I was able to see its fast-paced movement solely because it was aiming at me right now.
I tilted my head up quickly and panic filled my lungs when it sprang on me but before it could get to me a dagger was thrown and embodied on the neck and pushed off the Manticore by the force, smashing it into the wall.
"EMMA!" Grayson shouted my name as he helped me up but I was still trying to recover from the shock.
"Are you alright? Did it hurt you?" he asked me desperately. That was when my frightened eyes landed on him. The lights came back up and I subconsciously held Grayson tightly, blood on the floor like paint and bodies. I turned away as a wave of nausea overwhelmed me.
"How did you do that?" A voice came and we faced Owen holding his slightly scratched arm, Sarah was beside him partly covered in blood and in shock.
