While Ash eyed the Infinite Weaver… from behind him his women had walked up completely disregarding the massive being in front of them.
Katherine was the first to move forward against the void as she stepped past Ash like she was walking into her home that had an intruder.
Her long blonde hair swayed with every step; crimson eyes locked on Morgana with the kind of possessive sweetness that could curdle blood.
Madison followed right behind her— feral grin wide enough to show every sharp tooth, posture loose and ready to pounce.
The other four—Sylvie, Rune, Seraphiel, Aeloris—trailed slightly, forming a loose semicircle behind Ash and Morgana like silent sentinels.
Katherine reached Ash first.
She slid one arm around his waist from behind, pressing her cheek against his bare shoulder while her free hand reached up to trace a single crimson nail along Morgana's exposed collarbone—slow, deliberate, almost gentle.
