Tyler kept his face neutral, but said softly to Lady, "We won't be able to take a single hit. We have to keep stalling for time. Potchy and Dusk are both under level twenty. Dusk will evolve on her next level, what about Potchy?"
"Same," Lady said just as softly, "I won't let Potchy get hit no matter what."
Then, Tyler remembered something. He stuck his hand into his backpack and slowly grasped the vile that Valmont had dropped a day ago. He blinked, and looked to Dusk. He couldn't do that to her. He went to the door of the room, and tossed the plastic bottle out as far as he could.
The footsteps grew louder, and then turned into a shout and a slam.
"Sarah," Ego snarled.
The woman smiled, "Hey babe."
Ego shoved her off of him, "Our daughter is in there, she-"
"I've never cared about Lady, Kamon," Sarah sighed, and looked up with a mocking pout, "I didn't care for Joey either."
Ego's eyes widened, "You didn't."
"Oh love," Sarah sighed, "You loved him more than me-"
"You killed my son," Ego choked, "You little-"
Clank.
Ego saw a bottle roll into view. Pure hatred came over his face, and he grabbed it. He popped the lid, and without any remorse, threw himself at Sarah, and dumped the contents of the vile down her throat. She screamed in agony, something Ego wasn't expecting. He jumped off of her, and slowly stepped away.