Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

He ignored the blood pouring from his wound, gripping the steering wheel with

wild excitement, jerking it left and right, desperate to throw the man clinging to the roof off through sheer force.

After being jolted twice, Sylvia braced herself by clutching the seat. She took a deep breath, then sprang forward, looping her arm around Yves's neck from behind.

"You want to die so badly? Let me help you!"

"You crazy bitch! Let... let go!"

Yves's cheeks flushed red, but his lips were ghostly pale from blood loss in his leg. Agony flickered across his face, and his foot eased up on the gas without him realizing.

That was Rupert's chance. He managed to regain control, scrambling down from the car roof and maneuvering his own vehicle to block Yves's, forcing him to a

stop.

Seeing this, Yves was pushed over the edge. He violently shrugged Sylvia off.

She slammed into the seat and took several seconds to recover.

Yves grabbed the wheel with white-knuckled hands, an unsettling grin twisting his mouth.

"Sylvia, do you really think he'd risk his life to save you?"

Sylvia's breath caught in her throat.

Before she could even sit up, Yves suddenly yanked the wheel hard, sending the car careening off the road.

realized he was ready

car crashed into a massive boulder, stopping their plunge, but half the vehicle now hung over the edge, swaying precariously above the raging waves below. Sylvia stared at the churning sea under the

she stopped breathing, too afraid

had shattered in the crash-there

hands and began to crawl

suddenly a bloodied hand clamped around her ankle,

you your legs were gorgeous. Ha... He

almost gentle as he

the rocks ahead, but

even have time to scream.

she thought she was done for, Rupert's hand caught

Yves still had

his teeth, he

instinct to survive, Sylvia clung to Rupert's hand and kicked

so long? Trying to catch me in the

wind, drilled into Sylvia's skull, making her head throb and her mind painfully

looked up

all along

You juste stood by and watched

Rupert said nothing.

face, plastering his hair

letting the storm blur her vision, her heart

sorrow.