They soared over the countless masses below.
"The sky! They’re in the sky!"
"Catch them!"
"How the hell are we supposed to catch them?!"
Their anger and shouts could never reach the sky. When a heart was filled with love, how could false emotions born from hypnosis ever hope to invade it?
Iride and Sentra’s bodies traced a perfect arc through the air, landing effortlessly on the rooftop of the Holy Knights’ headquarters. Tap. Sentra, agile as a shadow panther, landed lightly.
Slightly flushed from the excitement, she turned to him.
