THE FIRST FIGHT

With a dark grin on his sly face, the man drew out something from his pockets faster than Ophelia could comprehend. She wasn’t going to stand by and see what he brings out either. In one swift movement, she caught his hand mid-air. He had a syringe in his grip directed towards Ophelia’s neck. She couldn’t begin to fathom what it contained.

“Let’s try it on you first!” Ophelia mumbled with a clenched jaw.

She released the powers lingering at the tips of her fingers, using her strength to force his hands on his neck, roughly injecting him with the syringe that was meant for her. It took a couple of seconds for him to stop fighting. She saw the life drain out of his face, but she felt his pulse in her grip. As she released him, the man tumbled to the floor with a thud. The music was loud enough to cover the scene.

But it wasn't long before a dancer tripped on the man’s body. They all knew what had happened. She could see Noah yell out something in her direction from the corner of her