Kyle relaxed his fist, his gaze shifting to Will, who spat out blood but immediately regained himself and began levitating away from the statue where his body had been forcefully slammed. The part of his shirt where Kyle's fist connected was torn, revealing a glaring dark mark.
Will's ivory-colored eyes gleamed with pure anger and hatred as he glared at the human.
"You little piece of-!"
Before he could finish his words, Carcel's spear once again shot out to impale itself in his body, but much to Carcel's dismay, he easily blocked the attack.
As Carcel and Will once again engage in battle, Kyle glanced at Ceano and tilted his head, the silver spear in his hand.
"I did give you two a chance to escape, didn't I? But it's your fault for not taking my offer... or should I say benevolence?"
Ceano's golden eyes started to shine, and Kyle knew he was plotting something.
