"I c-could get us out of here, but you'll have t-to hold on tight."
The idea didn't sound half bad. She didn't even know these people, why would she risk anything to save them from a lunatic. Her arm was in seering pain. Her head whirled.
"Alright," she said begrudingly, holding out her hand and taking her unsure companions.
"But if you try anything funny..."she threatened, eyes narrowing. She didn't even bother finishing her sentence. The banter back and forth was awful, and even in all the chaos, she couldn't help from sneer. It wasn't as if the boy was going to cause her to laugh herself to death with his corny lines. That's it, she realized. I'm in hell. There's no other explanation.
And then the words hit her as if she had flown into a brick wall.
"If you do not try harder, then you will die here, unable to accomplish anything with your powers. Come at me now. I wish to see why you were given such strength. If you cannot be strong, then this world will die."
Was that a challenge? Pride welled up inside her chest. "What is it exactly that you can do?" she asked the brunette hurriedly.