Geraldine twisted through the air with grace, landing confidently and casting water beneath Max’s feet. He ran through the puddle, looking like he was about to tackle her to the ground, but she froze it in an instant and he slipped and skidded, slamming to his knees with a curse. “Vega Ass-licker!” he barked, using air to propel himself back to his feet. “Griffin turd bather!” she shouted back, and laughter rang out through The Orb which I was definitely joining in with.
Pt 3 Max and Geraldine 🌊
