Bia blinked at the strange and unfamiliar way Kyle called her... she wasn't used to it. He always called her by name, so why the sudden switch to little one? She grumbled inwardly and gripped his shirt to show her displeasure since she had no strength left in her body to even speak.
A calming feeling began to spread through her body, and her eyes started to close as spiritual energy continued to flow from his body to envelop her. Some faint symbols shimmered around her, creating a shield to protect her from the sudden shift of air in case he moved too fast.
Kyle sensed her tightening grip on his shoulder and picked up on her underlying unhappiness. His brow furrowed, and he raised the glinting silver spear in his hand. His gaze turned frigid as he locked eyes with the demon woman.
