Southern Adventures pt.8

Ronald was struggling hard against the restraining hold of the Devil. He wasn't sure it was the Devil, but by the way his own eyes stared back at him made him cower slightly.

"Coward." Ronald seethed, taunting the Devil even more and now the bubble around him was crushed to bits, like shards of glasses. The team below in the dome screamed at the visible pieces of the broken bubble of the elemental began piercing through the dome and falling on them like sharp gems.

Jane screamed as one of the pieces cut through her arm, tears brimming in her eyes before she was pulled inside the tent which was tearing apart in a few places.

"Oh dear." Gerald examined the wound. It was purple and glowing, rather than red, thick blood oozing out.

"It hurts though." She said with tears in her eyes. The perplexed expression returned back on the royal alpha's face because all he saw was glowing purple light around the wound and no blood.