Xavier launched.
White light gathered at both palms, dense and immediate, already moving before Arthur finished registering the wind-up.
"Brat." Roz's voice cut sharp against his ear. ". Move. That magic is dangerous"
Arthur threw himself sideways. The ball cracked through the space where he'd been standing and hit the corridor wall behind him. Not a scorch mark. Not a burn. The entire section of stone came out clean, edges intact, like something had simply decided it didn't exist anymore.
Arthur stared at the hole in the wall.
Then back at Xavier.
"You evil bastard!" Xavier hissed.
'He gave us credits to pass,' Vexis hissed. 'He helped us pass just to turn around and kill us?'
Arthur gritted his teeth.
Krishka. The name settled properly now that the dagger wasn't at his throat. I know that name. That's Xavier's arch nemesis. His main antagonist. The other regressor.
He raised both hands.
"Xavier. I'm not trying to fight you. Listen to me."
