Isla's face is tilted slightly downwards. Her malicious eyes looking up at Alina, the heavy smirk growing on her face as her hand pulls out a small vial from her cloak. Her movement is so quick that even the fast beings struggle to register. Maybe they are shocked too much in place. Phoenix sees it at one end and is running as fast as he can. But it is like his limbs don't seem to want to co-operate at the other end. Alexis is helpless as she struggles against the binds. She managed to get one hand free out of pure necessity. She wants the other free. She doesn't want anything to happen, she needs to do something, she needs to be in this. The first vial already cost so much.
Alina turns to focus on Phoenix, unaware of what is happening behind her back. She looks at her mate, narrowing he
