She stood slowly, stretching carefully, gaze immediately seeking Damien's seated figure, still deep within meditation.
Vathrian's eyes flashed sharply at the sight of Lyrisa awakening, his mouth curling into a predatory smile. Without hesitation, he signaled his allies silently, and together they swiftly encircled her, trapping her in a tightening ring.
"Lyrisa," Vathrian addressed her smoothly, voice dripping with dangerous charm. "You've kept us waiting. But no matter, join us willingly, or suffer."
Lyrisa's expression hardened instantly, eyes narrowing sharply. Her scimitars flashed swiftly into her hands, blades humming faintly with readiness. "You really think I'm easy prey?" she challenged coldly, her voice steady despite the odds.
Vathrian chuckled lightly, the sound cold and mocking. "I think you're intelligent enough to understand your position. Without your protector, you're vulnerable. Join me, and spare yourself needless suffering."
