The second I stepped out of Claude's Sanctum, I barely had time to brace myself before I was ambushed.
"Jade!"
A blur of movement, like a shadow moved quickly, and the next thing I felt was quite a hard impact.
I let out a choked 'oof' as Allen crashed into me, his arms wrapping tightly around my torso like an industrial-grade vice. His grip was almost suffocating, but I could hear the tremble in his breath and the unspoken relief laced in his touch.
"Thank God," Allen muttered against my shoulder. I bit my lip as I looked up above. I actually forgot to thank God.
Allen's voice cut through my prayer.
"Do you have any idea how—?"
Claude cleared his throat, loudly.
I felt Allen tense slightly but refused to let go. Allen, how what? Don't say how worried you are that you almost jumped back into the vortex to find me.
Because, honestly, I don't know what to say or how to react. But what kind of stupid would resort to that anyway?
