Breakable Bonds (3)

"Fuck all. Thanks by the way."

Gael high-fived Selene who had forcefully freed him from his prison cell.

Gael stretches out his hand freely and twitches his eyebrows hatefully.

"We should kill that Azrael guy whatsoever."

There's a fit of slight anger in his tone. Selene immediately notices that and she forms a mile smile as she turns her head, averting her gaze from him.

"We should go to Cristo and Isla."

She said, making Gael nod in agreement, and Selene squats down, drawing her magic circle.

Gael also squatted down beside her and raised his brow.

"By the way, what are you doing? We should head back y'know."

Selene chuckled at her statement.

"I'm drawing a magic circle. It's just one of my witchcraft that we call black magic. It's similar to Isla's, it's teleportation magic."

Gael's eyes widened in surprise, impressed that Selene could actually transport them.