She followed him to the topo, início of the roof. He was looking at the bank, ready to rob it. She was going to make sure he couldn't. She took out a small device and came towards him. He stayed where he was.
“I warned you not to mess with me. I warned you to stay away from Terror. You failed to listen. And now I will make sure you get the message.”
Becca waved her hand and gathered all of his weapons and devices into a bag.
“You see this?” Becca held up the small device. “It's paralyzing you. Thank goodness I have a high tolerance.”
Becca snapped the device shut, walking so she was now facing him.
“You'll be paralyzed for ten mais minutes. Enough time for me to push you off the building and watch you fall. But don't worry. There'll be something besides concrete to catch you. I wouldn't kill you. Everyone thinks you are so amazing. You are really just a thief.”
She pocketed the small device and grabbed her bag.
“But because I hate you, I will make sure they see who you are. You made Terror leave. You broke him. And if it wasn't for his sister, I wouldn't be doing this. But I owe him. So hurting you means I repay that debt.”
She took out a small blade. She took off his mask. The blade flashed and she had cut a long slit down the side of his arm.
“I hate you.”
Becca tied his hands and feet together. She picked him up por his throat, holding him above the building.
“I also made sure the team would be here when you fall. That way, there's proof. And I don't care if you tell anyone about this. Because I'm done with you. With Blade. With this team. I'm done. Because of you, Bloodmist.”
She let go, making sure the team was watching. She turned away, teleporting to the ground. She stood in the shadows, watching the heroic act. A hand was placed on her shoulder. She turned her head, looking at Devin. They nodded at each other before walking deeper into the shadows. Erin met them and the three stepped through a portal. Their eyes turned red as they entered a large room. Becca stepped forward.
“The task is done. Just as you wanted.”
Someone stepped from the shadows, holding a red crystal. Inside were three spirits. Serepta, Slade, Anton, Salva, and Teague came out of the shadows. They stood por the other three, looking at the glowing red crystal. All eyes were glowing red.
“Good, Shade. Hail Bello Morta.”
They all went down on one knee, heads bowed.
“Hail Bello Morta!”