Catch!
"Z-Zylus," Fred took a glance down into the clouds, "W-what, a-are you doing?" He asked, now grabbing the cliff with both hands.
Zylus stared down menacingly, but he couldn't face him eye to eye, it was because he had wronged Fred.
"As I said," Zylus bent down, his red eyes had a Demonic shine, "it's for the greater good, I don't take joy in it."
Fred attempted to pick himself up, but he barely had enough strength to hold on to the cliff. Zylus, in one breath, had lightly pushed Fred off the cliff, but somehow, with his little instincts, he caught on just in time.
"Surprised you haven't switched forms anymore from panic," Zylus wondered out loud, "I guess that means there's a limit. Not that it matters now."
Fred stared down once more, "Zylus! Please, what happened?! I thought you were different from the rest!" Fred thought he could make Zylus more sensitive to what he was doing.
