All the doors and windows in the apartment locked, and a flurry of wind blew through the air, causing a chill as Illyad stood.

"I don't think so, Nyaira." Illyad told her. "The girl stays here. She's under my protection, and will remain so." He waved a hand, and Victoria disappeared from Nyaira's grip, and appeared behind Illyad. "Did you really think I would leave her for you to find without any sort of back-up system?" He laughed. "How naive you are."

Alex flashed from his seat to Victoria's side. "Are you okay?" He asked, frantically looking over her for any signs of injury. He knew how rough Nyaira could be.