While still looking at Joaquin who was still floating in midair, Shanaia stood up and Crane helped her.
“Are you okay? Does anything hurt?” Crane asked but Shanaia ignored him.
Crane huffed, grabbed his sister’s arms, and made her face him.
“Shanaia, is there something that is hurting?” he asked again, pressing on every word.
Shanaia pulled herself away from her brother.
“Yes, I’m fine! Now can we focus on my mate?! How can we get him down?!” she snapped.
Crane took a step back and pursed his lips.
“Yep, she’s fine,” he mumbled.
“I don’t think we can get him down,” Ivan said.
Shanaia looked at him.
“And why is that?”
Ivan then pointed at Joaquin and spoke.
“If you haven’t noticed it yet, Joaquin just accessed the power he has deep within him. At this moment, he is not in contro
