It charges again.
I don’t have time to breathe.
Chapter 6
Torric
Move.
Move.
Fuck, move.
Get to her. Get to hernow.
Flames break free—wild and pissed off. Fire cracks across the ground as I force my body faster than physics should allow. The underbrush ignites. I don’t care. I don’t slow down.
Kieran’s down.
Kaia’s exposed.
The creature’s turning toward her.
Her shadows are losing control—wild, feral, trying to protect her but she’s not commanding them. She’s just standing there, wings flared, darkness pouring from her hands like she doesn’t know how to stop it.
If she dies, the world fucking ends.
The creature charges.
I’m not close enough.
Not fast enough.
Fuck.
It lashes out as I close the distance—bone spike swinging toward my ribs.
I duck. Fire bursts from my palm, deflecting the blow just enough that it grazes instead of impales.
Pain lances across my side.
I don’t stop.
“Get the fuck out of my way,” I snarl.
It doesn’t listen.
And the world detonates.
The scream hits like a physical blow.
Ear-splitting. Ancient.Furious.
I stumble, hands flying to my ears as the sound tears through my skull. Heat rolls across the clearing—hotter than my fire, hotter than anything I’ve ever felt.
I look up.
Revna.
