Frank burst through the recovery room door, moving with a restless energy that belied his recent collapse. "How did you even do that?" he asked Tyler, his voice still a little rough from coughing blood.
Tyler, looking completely refreshed, straightened up from where he'd been lounging. "Patience, cousin. The plan was initially to just wait for Sari to recover so we could launch a coordinated attack. But the moment she came to, Clydelle sent an urgent telepathic message—she told me to take advantage of the distraction you were creating and grab the ribbon. So I decided to attempt a truly unique move, which involves borrowing a massive surge of power from a beast and—"
"Yeah? What's new with that?" Frank cut him off, his brow furrowed. "You've always been able to do that. How did you arrive like a flash of lightning?"
Tyler held up a hand, a playful, knowing look in his eyes. "That's why you should let me finish first."
