Akira POV:
The Mother moved faster more than I ever thought.
Golden chains burst from her hands like lightning, breaking through the chamber toward Lincoln’s legs.
I'm trying to think for another way but I can think straight.
So I decided to let go Chris and kicked forward, flying into the air well before my boots could touch the floor.
I adjust mid-air, twisting, claws unsheathing along my forearms.
The chains streaked past Lincoln—
And straight for me.
Good.
I crossed my arms and slashed.
Metal claws clashed with holy light.
Fire screamed.
Sparks exploded into the chamber as the first chain shattered under impact like glass, but the second wrapped around my ankle in mid-swing.
Pain sliced up my leg, as it burned straight through the guard of my boots.
“AKIRA!" Amir shouted
