Chapter CLXXII: Danger ~Prism
Oh....crap... Prism winced, shakily raising her hands into the air. Markior started towards Pyrak, but decided otherwise when he pushed the rifle against the winged yoshi's back.
"What do you want from me?" Prism asked softly.
"I told you, princess," Pyrak smirked. "It's time for you to die."
"Havering sent you, no?" the yoshi spat, tears of anger forming in her eyes.
"Smart girl," the robot replied. Prism rolled her eyes, now gathering courage.
With lightning speed, Prism's right wing suddenly hit Pyrak, knocking the hellfire rifle out of his hand. She turned around, facing the robot, as the Crystalo staff (a silver staff with a large crystal on top of it) appeared in her hand.
"Then it's just too bad he wasted his time," She challenged with a smirk on her face.