Arabella wasn't foolish. She could see in that split of seconds that felt like hours how Cassius's red eyes had moved to the corners of his face. He had seen how Morpheus whose head had been cut cleanly from his neck had moved, his hand raised as it was holding the syringe.
Though he knew that in that syringe was a potion that could turn him into a creature controlled by the sorcerer, he had continued moving forward, knowing exactly how if he stop, the others would catch up to her and take her away.
In this second, Arabella felt the arms firmly wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her into his chest. At the same time, she could see the syringe that was about to pierce Cassius's neck and in a desperate attempt to stop it, Bella covered his entire neck with her arms, feeling the needle that pierced through her skin easily and the pang of pain as Morpheus had injected the purple liquid into her body.
Cassius who had seen what happened immediately felt his heart that had fell.
