Noah Hope seems gone But we'll make it out alive Noah’s grip was too strong. His hand covered the vial like a protective shield of stone. Alys’ hand smacked against his, but his hand didn’t move much, except for what movement the Sentinel let it have to follow the woman’s momentum through. As she closed the distance between them, Noah turned his body abruptly and body checked the woman in a cultivated, raw force of strength. He didn’t retreat thereafter. Instead, he brought his arms in closer to his body and prepared to defend himself, wondering if Alys would strike out with some means of magic or another way. Glacier eyes watched her sidelong, waiting the mere seconds he knew that it would be before she retaliated. His smirk returned to his face, enjoying this time of sparring and of getting to know the woman better. |
