“What?!” Sage yelled with sheer skepticism evident in her voice. “You two cannot hold all of them off on your own. They are too powerful.”
“Trust me. We’ve got this. Right, Zale?” Krystal said, breathing heavily as her eyes darted over to Zale who had slashes and cuts all over his body which were beginning to heal.
Krystal thought that Prospero would at least take it easy on his son, but it looked like it wasn’t the case. She tried to hold him off, waiting for Zale’s reply.
“Yes, we will hold them off. Do what you gotta do.” Zale answered, narrowly escaping a s***h from Prospero’s razor sharp claws.
“That’s bullshit. You can barely hold your own against one of them. How can you hold off six of them? Don’t be ridiculous.” Troy said with a scoff as he engaged in an intense battle with a
