My heart stands still for a moment.
I feel as though time is moving slowly; Quill stands before the others with his messy wild curly hair singed on the edges, scratches on his face. His jade green eyes were cold as he stared at Lord Corneius down.
Actual fear flashed over the lord's face, and Quill stepped out of the way as the rest of the pack, and knights stepped out from the portal. Lip stepped out last, letting the portal snap shut behind him, and they all looked confused, then angered.
"What kind of welcoming party is this?" Xolo demanded, pushing past the others as he stood to face Lord Corneius. A knight pushed the lord behind him, standing toe to toe with Xolo.
"I'd be very careful what you do next." Quill says, his voice deep, and calm. For some reason that scared me even more.
