Ciel took Lexie's hand firmly in his own. She looked at him with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes and spoke softly. "I'll go with you, Ciel. I'll do my best to help you find your parents. Don't worry."
Despite her words, a twinge of uncertainty lingered in Lexie's heart. She wondered if they would be able to overcome the obstacles ahead and reach the upper region where Ciel's parents were .
Isiah gazed at Lexie from a distance, his anger palpable. He couldn't believe that she had to go through so much just to help Ciel. After seeing her in this state, there was no way that Ciel was leaving without her. Isiah grumbled under his breath, "You are so Fuck***ing stubborn."
With a heavy sigh, he climbed onto Jafar's back and turned to the others. "You two better hurry up," he said, his tone stern. Ciel rose to his feet, small but determined. He lent Lexie his support, helping her to take a step forward towards Jafar.
Isaiah made room for Ciel to climb, positioning him ahead of himself, next to Jafar's neck. Eiajr perched atop Jafar's head, while Lexie stood unsteadily, unable to meet Isiah's gaze. Her injured hand and arm made it impossible for her to climb Jafar's back on her own.
Isiah studied Lexie for a few moments, his thoughts turning inward. For the first time, he was genuinely curious about what was going through her mind. From her actions since joining their group, he suspected that Lexie was struggling with some form of mental illness. It was remarkable that she hadn't run away, like Ethyl had.
"You know you're being foolish, don't you?" he said, his tone not unkind. Lexie didn't respond, instead, she struggled to keep the tears from falling from her eyes. The sadness and desperation written on her face was evident. Isiah could see that she was fighting a battle within herself.
The anger returning to his eyes. "What's wrong with you?" he snapped. "Why are you so determined to put yourself in harm's way?"
Lexie didn't answer, instead, she looked down at her trembling hand, her fingers barely holding on. Isiah felt a pang of frustration and something else he couldn't quite put his finger on. He didn't understand why she was doing this to herself, and it was starting to wear on him.
But despite his annoyance, he couldn't ignore the way her hand shook, or the pain he saw in her eyes. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "You fuc****ing answer me when I fuc****ing talk to you ," he said.
Lexie was too overwhelmed to keep her eyes open. The motion of the world around her was too much, and she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. She couldn't control the sobs that escaped her as she heard Isiah's angry words.
Ciel extended his hand, trying to help her onto Jafar's back, but Lexie was lost in her own misery, her eyes closed tightly. Isiah cursed under his breath and quickly moved to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and lifting her onto Jafar in front of him.
"Hold on tight," he instructed, his tone firm and unkind. "Too much waste of time "
Once Lexie was seated in front of Isiah, her legs hanging off one side of Jafar, she opened her eyes in surprise. It was the first time she had looked at Isiah since she arrived in this strange place.
"Isiah," she said softly, her voice trembling.
But Isiah didn't even acknowledge her. He was too focused on the task at hand. "Jafar, start moving. If I stay here for even another second, I swear I'm going to burn this place to the ground," he growled.
Lexie didn't say anything. She was too shocked by the sudden change in Isiah's demeanor. He was very angry. It was like a switch had flipped, and the calm, collected man she had seen a few minutes before was replaced by someone who was on the brink of exploding.
She didn't know what to do, so she just sat there, clinging to Jafar's fur for dear life. She felt Isiah's arm around her, offering her support, but his grip was tight, almost painful. She could tell that he was struggling to keep his emotions in check.
As Jafar took flight, Lexie couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The way his wings beat the air, the way he soared through the sky, it was all so magical. But she was also scared. She didn't know what was going to happen next, and she didn't know if she was ready to face it.
Despite her fear, Lexie forced herself to focus on her surroundings. She looked down at the world below, watching as it grew smaller and smaller. She couldn't help but wonder where they were going, and what they would find when they got there.
But Isiah didn't seem to be thinking about that. He was focused on the journey ahead, his jaw set in determination. Lexie could tell that he was going to stop at nothing to achieve his goal, no matter what the cost.
As Lexie settled into her seat in front of Isiah, she heard his ominous words: "You are going to die." Despite the ominous nature of his statement, Lexie remained calm. She thought that Isiah was threatening to kill her himself, but then she realized that he was actually referring to the danger of the journey ahead.
"I know that you are going to kill me," Lexie said.
Isiah turned his gaze towards her, his eyes cold and unyielding. "I think you'll die sooner," he replied, a hint of cruelty in his voice.
As their eyes met, Lexie could no longer find the words to respond, so she leaned against Isiah, closing her eyes as if seeking solace from the one who just moments before threatened her life. The harshness of his words weighed on Isiah's conscience, causing him to release a heavy sigh.
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