“Hey, stand back. I’ve got this,” The Agent said in a shaky voice.
Jioni froze, the man had to be lying: one Tenebris caught his arm, another his leg, and all of them had their sharp teeth exposed—the Agent’s gun was nowhere to be found—instead, he opted to punch and kick; but as one retreated, another would come back. Jioni took one step closer; there was no way this guy could do this alone.
Jioni picked up some crystals and threw them to the opposite side, waiting for the Tenebris to react—they didn’t—only instead focused on the Agent. It took a bite from the man’s arm, and he winced. It turned grey and cracked; another Tenebris bit the same arm, then a third. The arm began to disintegrate, leaving the Agent armless he didn’t react. Instead, he punched with his other arm.
“Get back!” He shouted.
“Let me help!” Jioni cried out.
“No, you’re not a Junior Agent!”
Taken aback, Jioni froze in place.
