Trying to stop the Great Ugor with her meager level of strength spelled certain death for Yanael. She was aware, painfully so. But so what? Her purpose was to protect Zach. If necessary, the other familiars, too.
Besides, even if she wanted, running alone would be impossible. Her only choice was to die at the Great Ugor's hands.
That said, standing in front of him without even a drop of fear tainting her blood was not easy. Yanael was recklessly brave when it came to standing in front of Zach. Regardless of his current condition, Yanael felt like she had a mountain behind her with Zach there.
She couldn't back down even if she wanted.
The Great Ugor's eyes narrowed.
He didn't like the look in Yanael's eyes. A worm should not look at a king with a defiant gaze. They should kowtow in reverence and submission. He would show her what that looked like.
