"Drop the key, or I'll kill you."
The moment he made his threat, Ferro felt the Oath mark hidden in his fur start to tingle.
But more than that, he felt a sure sense that Star couldn't kill him. Not until the Oath was fulfilled...
"No," Ferro growled, "I'm done getting pushed around, Santina. If you want the key, you can try to take it from me." He lowered his right hand behind his back, gathering mana as he raised his left.
"You ungrateful bastard!" Santina let the spell fly, a dark red beam of magical energy. A mere handspan away from Ferro's body, he felt the Oathmark burn just short pain as the spell arced aside.
"My turn for a spell," the catkin raised his left hand, producing a weak but visible ball of compressed flame.
"As if that would harm me, even if you could attack!" Santina sneered. "But go on, let's see what you can do with two tails."
