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Dimitris didn't get to even punch me because Willow was there with a frowning face.
"Mine!"She slapped his hand lightly, and yet the mere movement left cuts that had him bleeding the next second. We all just blankly stared at the result as Onyx and Viktor were now standing in our semi-circle and staring at Willow.
She was just staring at the damage before she slowly looked over at me.
"Fix?"
"I could, but then I gotta go."
She shrugged."Bye!"
I laughed, but couldn't help but lean in and place a kiss on her cheek. "Next time you kiss me properly."
She laughed in reply and that was good enough for me. I called in the darkness while the warmth of my light magic shot out to flood my body from the inside all the way to my mindset, and just like that, I was the normal "Saint."
"Before you kill me, I can explain," I reasoned and put my hands up, pleading. "I wasn't going to eat her."
"Eat what?" Onyx questioned as his eyes darkened.
"Maybe we should have this conversation later?" Jayce suggested.
"And we better move. I sense cops and witches," Neo added.
"I can hold them off for now," Viktor announced.
"When did you get back?" I inquired.
"I feel like that isn't the prime question here," Viktor retorted.
"FIX!"
We all looked to Willow, who was still pointing at Dimitris's bleeding fist.
"Oh. Sorry, Blossoming Flower," I apologized, and without lifting a finger, my golden light of healing was around Dimitris's fist and healing it perfectly.
Dimitris was still glaring daggers at me, but I blinked my eyes innocently.
"I was possessed by the devil. You can't blame me."
Dimitris tilted his head just slightly, and I could see the bolts of purple in the hollows of his irises. I bet he was dying to strike me with a bolt or two.
"Wait. Where's Willow?"
We all blinked as we realized our pink-haired beauty was missing.
"Fuck," Onyx groaned. "She moves like a fucking vampire."
Viktor sighed. "I'll track her."
"Hmm. Not necessary," Neo admitted. "She's nearby. I can see her energy. She's...skipping around something."
"Is that something dangerous enough to kill her?" I asked.
"Nope. Feels like flowers."
"Flowers," I whispered. "Fuck. Track her! Those are blood roses!"
All of them looked at me, but I didn't have time to explain why I knew that.
