Saint clenched his jaws at what was about to happen.  "Traiter!" He yelled at dusk. Drake couldn't believe it. This infection was going to be the death of him! And if he managed his was out of this one, he would have to deal with Grimm as well! Damn why did mortals have to be so easily persuaded! !<br/>Drake thought silently for a few moments and looked up at Dusk. A soft laugh escaped his throat.  "Don't be so hasty to join him.....he will kill you too." And with that he disarmed her physic hold and teleported away.