Her thoughts scattered—commands refused to form. Her back arched and hips shifted involuntarily, opening up and angling perpendicular to her forearm. Her body no longer responded like it should. Her eyes watered from agony and tears rolled down her cheeks. Vendric was a towering figure, a hulking brute of a man with a deep voice and an intimidating presence. Her back arched and hips shifted involuntarily, opening up and angling perpendicular to her forearm. He had always been the first to sense when things were about to go awry. In an instant, the demon’s grip on Sofias body disappeared and under Cratts pull her arm slid out of her with a disgusting, slick resistance. Sofia’s body convulsed. “Cmon Sofia, we must move, our lives depend on it”
Despite her agony, Sofia managed to pull herself together, pull her pants up and the team resumed their movement. She tried to resist — clenched her jaw, willed herself to stop—but her body betrayed her, her arm moving with disturbing precision and unyielding force.
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