Kyrie's head spun to watch the thunderous spear rising against him, overpowered by the same strength and divinity as Spencer's, far stronger than it was. Kyrie had no time to blink as the spear cut the distance between itself and him short.
His heart skipped a beat. Was it Spencer's plan to use the spear to hit him instead of Yraka? When the lid he placed there became undone? Kyrie's mind raced alongside his head, knowing he couldn't outrun a Spear of such potency and power so easily, not in his current situation.
He underestimated Spencer and now would pay the price in an ironical twist of fate. "Just in time!" Yet a voice roared from the hole, moving alongside the thunder spear at immense speed, reaching him first then the spear.
Her blood mixed in the air, her smell in the air. She came to him and Spencer cleaved the wing's grasp over his wings and kicked him out of the way. It was too fast, faster than he expected.
