Michelle glanced at Alexander. "You know..." her words were slurred because of the hit of infrasound. "You are... a bastard..." she muttered, feeling like sleeping.
But an idea formed in her mind.
What would happen to her wounds if she transformed? If she took on the form of the black gem?
Alexander stared down at Michelle, not really minding being a bastard. "You should rest." He lifted her over his shoulder, not caring about ceremonies.
Then, he tore open a rift in front of him and walked in.
He walked lazily, so it took a few seconds to get to the other side.
Once through, Michelle recognized the place. She had already been there.
It was Alexander's space. He had pushed her in there after he shattered the Life Stone of a huge mantis she was fighting so she couldn't get the stone.
Michelle stared down at Alexander. She didn't want to rest.
