"I see you... anchor."
She said, and White jerked back within the soul space, but all of a sudden, her hands grabbed the sides of Dark White's head tightly as a single star within the nebula of crimson lights in her eyes glowed.
It was a sensation White couldn't understand.
He felt himself being forcibly pulled away from his soul space, and in the next instant, he found himself back in control of his body.
"There you are..."
She said.
White instantly moved to flash backward and escape her grasp, but all of that only happened in his head.
Her hold on his face, despite how gently she seemed to be holding him, was like an inescapable vice.
With no choice, White moved forward instead, jumping upward as his right knee slammed toward her jaw from below.
It seemed to catch her by surprise, as her hand flashed into the path of his knee.
The moment knee and palm connected, a violent shock of pain shot through White's body, forcing his teeth to grit.
