Dream or not, she didn’t know if she could survive being raped like that again. “O’Connor? She had watched her boyfriend fuck this girl and now she was just talking to her like it was nothing? “Stop! The Lance of Longinus, the Shroud of Turin, the Nails of Helena, the True Cross, the Crown of Thorns, and the Holy Grail are all just souvenirs of your savior’s wretched fate. She knew exactly why Xavier was making her do this: he wanted to make her curious as to what Sophie had gone through, but she couldn’t help but follow with his plan. She sent her arm rocketing towards Helena, the limb stretching like rubber with claws at the tips of her fingers. Oh God, what the hell is wrong with me?!’
She looked around and spotted Daphne a few tables away. Hopefully, after a good night’s sleep, she would regain her nerve and put her students back in their place. “Of all the girls in this school to pick a fight with, you picked the wrong one.”
Daphne’s eyes became black with unholy energy.
