His hand stretched towards her, but her fingers brushed against his, slipping away from his grasp.
A spasm of worry crossed through Olivia's face, her wide, bewildered eyes locked on Freya's triumphant ones.
(Earlier)
As Olivia was waiting for Lucian, Freya's once meek expression turned into a devilish one. The vines followed after Lucian's step; a thought suddenly popped in her head. Before the blink of an eye, she pushed Olivia towards the Wailroot monster.
Without wasting any more seconds, she dashed out of the door.
As Olivia sat on the horns of her dilemma, she felt a cold, wet, squishy sensation crawling up her skin. The translucent black veins wrapped around her, covering her from head to toe.
"Olivia!" Lucian yelled. Adrenaline burst through his veins, then he swiftly turned around, heading towards her.