Chapter twenty-nine:

TALON’s POV “Tch, you're pathetic, fool. I wonder how you face your enemies when you get easily flustered over a single dodge.” I smirked. “That…that…was just luck being on your side.” He stuttered, before composing himself. He raised his hands again, more purple light emitting larger than the former one. This time, he turned them into tiny little arrows and shot them at me. I shifted from there, and appeared to stand at his back. He looked left and right, before he felt my breath on his neck, and stiffened. I half transformed, and bit off a large chunk of his shoulder. “Arghhhhh!!!” He shrieked in pain, holding his shoulders as he stayed afloat. I spat out the blood which stained my lips, “disgusting.” I muttered. “Dimitri, find somewhere to stay. He’s agitated, and might unleash intense power.” I said to him. “No my lord, I can't leave you here. I’ll stand by your side and fight the enemy.” He stood stubbornly. “But you weren't able to do anything when he attacked.” I chuckled dryly.