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Olivia was attacking them, almost certainly turned He would have to destroy her
No He didn’t know that For this moment,this moment , all he had to do was reach her But six feet fro of the thick-as-steel variety And he knew he couldn’t do even that
"Liv!"
Olivia turned her head, finding hilazed eyes that were neither enthralled nor turned But his heart’sdied as he took in the true look in those precious eyes - horror and " Her voice barely carried over the screa, but I can’t stop feeding! The Mage have put a spell on oddess Not like thisShe wasn’t turned Wasn’t even doing it on purpose It dawned on hi had dimmed considerably
Now that she’d shaken off the enthrall it But she was still strong and would eventually drain them dead, even with the addition of the sentinels to dilute what she stole from any one person
He had no choice but to stop her
Shifting into his jaguar, he leaped toward Olivia, half-prepared to slaain But this time, he reached her as if there were no barrier at all At her feet, he shifted back into a azeThis won’t end until you do"
"No There’s got to be another way"
"There isn’t! Mystery hookede, Therians, and huies into the orbs There’s so about the combination that’s especially potent That’s what’s powering the vortex And they want all the Ferals in it Jag! Behind you!"
He whirled just as one of the Mage leaped at hiht it!" he shouted as he and the Mage went tule of knives and liht for the vortex Did his attacker care nothing for his own life? No, probably not The soulless bastard’s only goal was to send Jag into that swirling hell
Jag dug his knife deep into the ground and held on, stopping his e free of hihi hirabbed up his knife as two e came at him, each with blank, emotionless eyes Eyes filled with death His death
He shifted into his ani his throat out with his jaguar’s ferocious jaws As his mouth filled with blood, he felt the fiery pain of a knife stabbing deeply into his hindquarters With a furious growl, he turned and lunged at his second attacker, biting off his hand In an instant, he shifted back into his huood ar vortex Without hesitation, he kicked the Mage whose throat he’d just ripped out in, too, before he could recover
Bending double, hands on his knees, he sucked in air with shallow, rapid breaths Not only did he feel winded, but his hip was killing him, and his shoulder throbbed, nuet to him The more lives there were for her to feed from, the less she took froht and left
And he was too close to her
The Earth had set up an ungodly howl,of the vortex until he could barely hear hiht out his brothers They were all race than nor As he watched, one of the hue weren’t affected by her feeding at all They weren’t out there long enough In twos and threes, they ran back to the brick building as reinforcements took their places
One of the Daemons floated over the vortex where the Ferals couldn’t reach him, then flew in to slice a chunk out of one of the human male’s faces His screaushed from the wound
Goddess, they had to find a way to kill these things If only the Dae instead of the humans and Ferals
A second black cloud erupted on the far side of the vortex between Lyon and Kougar
Another Dae weakness just as another Mage cah with this shit As the Mage dove at hi the sentinel’s ownhell pit
For the e attackers He had to stop Olivia, though goddess, he wanted to do anything but that He ran back to her, tried to get through the warding, and was knocked back yet again The only way he could get through the da him as fast as Olivia was
No choice
He shifted back into his cat, grabbed his knife in his h the barrier, then dropped it at her feet and slowly turned back into asentimental! You must rip outa sudden, hard jolt as he took all her feeding onto himself "Sentimental, ao! I’ only from you!"
His hand dropped away, but he stared into her eyes "I love you"
Tears sprang to her own "Jag, just do it Don’t make this any harder than it already is"
"I know" Before she weakened him to the point he couldn’t lift the knife, he had to kill her "Goddess, Olivia, how aiven me back my life My heart" And now she would rip theain when she died
At his own hand
He was a Feral first And if he didn’t stop her, and soon, they would all die But he wasn’t giving up without oneherself for the death that had to co tore her heart out of her chest even before his knife touched her He thought he loved her Oh, Jag
But instead of the bite of cold steel, she felt his hand once ?"
His tired gaze bored into hers, a flash of devil into a quitter, Red?"
Her te it as hard as I can!" But she sahat he was doing