Erick’s POV

The dark energy from the bad hybrid burned Erick's golden light. He made another shield, but the cracks on the hybrid's skin made him strong. Every hit shook the room and cracked the old stone.

"Let her go!" Erick used more power. His marks got so hot they burned.

The hybrid growled, holding Deborah's wrist tighter. Where his fingers touched her skin, the silver and gold light mixed in a gross way that made Erick sick.

Deborah screamed.

Not because of pain, but because she ...