Laricus struggled to stand, and looked at the three of them, enraged, “HOW!?” He yelled in disbelief.

“We were close enough to hear Sargon say the Nexus was giving you power, scum.” Nymia sneered, “Jeremiah’s cords allow magic to flow through them, so he thought why not take your nexus from you. But in the meantime...” Her fists began to glow red as two knuckle dusters made of her blood magic formed.

“Why don’t you play with us, I mean we ...