"Let go of her, bug. I don't want to stain my hands with your filthy blood," Aden said, his spear igniting in a brilliant golden glow.
"Oh really? But I don't think I will," Auston replied casually, positioning himself protectively in front of Carmella.
"You really just have to test my patience, don't you?" Aden's grip tightened on his spear, golden energy crackling around the weapon.
"You really can't control yourself, can you?"
A young man with green hair and emerald eyes stepped forward, his arms folded as he stared at Auston through wire-rimmed glasses.
