~The Showdown (P2)~

[Valerie]

What was happening? I glanced at Clyde, bewildered.

“Fiona… what’s wrong?” Clyde asks, partially shielding me from the view. His fear and betrayal are palatable in his tone.

“What do you think?” Fiona’s tone is sharp and rude. I glance at Zenith who is unusually silent as she stands aside. What is happening?

‘She has turned to demonic powers. I should have sensed it,’ Ruelle growls.

“You…”

Fiona holds up a hand.

“Listen, I don’t have the time to chit-chat. Come with me quietly and bring that mate of yours too. Once the business is done, you can go wherever the Hell you want.” Her gaze darted towards me briefly. All I could see was indifference in them.

I tugged at Clyde’s hand but he didn’t react.

“What if I refuse?” He asked.

“Then our mom will die,” Fiona answered promptly. I inhaled sharply.

Clyde moved forward, his stance threatening. Fiona’s gaze widened and I, too, detected fear for Aber second before she masked it behind her bravado.

“Lead the way,” Clyde gritted out