They sped off with Esme in tow after them. She had lost him after a while, and her ears caught the sounds in the air, picking up their whereabouts. Her eyes caught movement not too far off, and she burst out from where she was...
"If you dare lay a finger on him, I will..." she shouted, stopping them amidst their actions. She tried to advance further, but Gerald was faster; he had taken a blade to his neck. Lucien happened to be unconscious, battered, and bruised.
"What are you going to do if I kill him? Because last time I checked, I'm the one with the upper hand." He wrenched Lucien's head back to look up at her. A sinister smile was on his face. Gerald looked at the boy. "Hold him down and steady," he ordered as he gave way for him to pin him down. Gerald smirked an arrogant smile at his victory against them.
