Voltus was shocked when he felt her lips come back to his own but he settled down to it, and he was even more shocked when a military officer order her leave. He saw him, standing there, smiling. 'how dare he' he barked in his own mind.
"You!" he roared "I'm glomming to kill you!".
Voltus grabbed hold of one of the butterfly screws on his brace and yanked it out, exposing the 4 inch, spiked metal rod that was imbedded in his leg. He launched himself off the bed despite the firey pain of ripping out a bone support, he took a missive swing of his arm at the red haired b*******, the bloody spike hurtling through the air towards the assassins neck.