Pythia POV:
For a few seconds we were having a standoff, Bartholomew wasn't thrilled with how I talked to him and I didn't care. "Open the shield and come with me." Bartholomew mused. "Now why would I open the shield? Your lap dogs would try to kill me the second they could." I replied crossing my arms over my chest, I needed to stall a little longer so the sun could give us more light. The two beasts standing on each side of Bartholomew pulled their lips back and snarled at me. "Bartholomew won't let them touch you." Jaspers voice rang out in my head. "He would kill them if they tried." Jenson added. "What if I promised they wouldn't even get near you?" Bartholomew asked. "I'd still tell you to go fuck yourself. I belong here with my family and my people. Not a power hungry egotistical asshole. I'm giving you a chance to leave on your own and stay away from my family." I replied dropping my arms, I started feeling heavily defensive.
I watched his body language change, he wa
