Bab 89: Chapter Eighty-eight

♦Selena's POV♦

I feel my fangs poke against my lower lip as I crouch into a battle position, my eyes straining to keep up.

I had dropped my bag and everyone followed suit, there is no way we could fight freely with hindrances.

It's impossible to try and manipulate their emotions while they're whipping around at the speed of light but I could do something else.

"There's four of them." I start to explain to the rest, right now information is power.

"The leader of the Lower Sect also known as Lower One, Kris, has white hair and is in leathers, you can't miss him." I explain in a clear and concise voice, everyone silent as they assimilated the information.

"It's impossible to try and defeat him, the only option is to keep your distance from him, his powers involve predicting a couple seconds into the future so he can always see your next move."

Slight gasps escape everyone and I'm not surprised, Kris was deadly.