Crimson turmoil clouds my vision. A scarlet storm. A red hurricane. Whatever you label it, I am furious. No one threatens my mate. My pregnant mate. My babies must be protected!
Kaline bellows, "YOU HURT BLAZE AND LIGHTNING, I WILL HURT YOU!"
Vedette backs her up. "AND WORSE!"
Hans flies at him, elf strength on full display. But this is not Hans' fight to protect my mate. This is my fight.
Super Jump Engaged.
I spring at Viscount Rotten, claws extended, rocketing toward him with every ounce of speed and strength in my body. All those scores on the board aren't just numbers for show. I earned every last one of them through hard work, determination, and taking risks.
He swings at me. I swipe at him with my claws. Lightning turns into a ball and rolls at him, full tilt. STRIKE! He wobbles on his feet. My claws rake across his body, then stick like a cactus. I dig in and won't let go.
"AAAAAH!"
