Panic claws at my chest, and I finally yell, “Attack!”
Our small army charges.
Shifters explode into their animal forms, and the Angelic Realm soldiers are quickly met by dragons, hawks, and other winged creatures that take to the skies.
Soldiers from our army apparate over, diving into the fray.
Arianna apparates into a tangle of fae soldiers, her black shadows joining Hades’. Cerberus bounds fromour line, easily clearing the chasm to chase after her. His tail wags as he tears through armor, dismembering every soldier he comes across.
Further down, I spot two identical pink-haired fairies fighting – Lilanthara and Rosie.
“Try not to blow us up,” Morgana warns me, and then she’s gone too.
She doesn’t evenbother to lift a weapon as she apparates into the center of the Otherworld army. Instead, every soldier within reach of her gaze screams in raw terror.
The sounds they make are almost animalistic as they start clawing at their own eyes, as if they’re trying to scrape out whatever horror she’s unleashed onto them.
I swallow. I’ve never asked if Morgana had powers, and now I’m not sure if I want to know what they are.
From the corner of my eye, I spot a familiar flash of red hair, and turn to see my half-sister surrounded by angels. Silver threads coil around her as she swings a familiar-looking scythe.
Only, instead of making contact with the soldiers, she uses the blade to tear their souls from their bodies.
Okay, maybe the scythe was hers all along.
Above us, a massive black dragon lets out a roar that rattles through the air as he dives toward the angels.
“We need a way to get across the chasm!” Magnus yells as he runs over to my side.
Right – crap. Most of our army can’t apparate.
I mentally slap myself out of my shock.
I’m not powerless anymore. I can help.
Golden light pulses from my skin, and I focus on the chasm, picturing the earth knitting itself back together.
I have no idea if I’m doing it right, and my focus breaks when massive wolves, bears, and large cats run past us. They sprint across a newly formed bridge.
My momentary joy is interrupted by a blast up ahead, and my eyes immediately find Sin, still holding off two Destroyers.
I can feel his strain through the bond and pull out my swords as I run to help him. Soldiers block my path, and I cut them down.
I glance his way again, only to find he’s fighting off Need, while Irena continues to throw blasts his way.
Leon is gone.
Blue light streaks over the ground, and it’s the only warning I have before the earth falls away, a new chasm forming.
I manage to jump away in time, but soldiers from both sides fall in, screaming as they fall into the abyss. Looking up, I find Leon watching me with a sadistic smile, but I barely spare him a glance before golden light pours from my palms.
I try to fix the damage he’s doing before any more of our army can disappear. At the same time, I risk another glance at Sin, relieved to find that Hades is fighting beside him. But my relief is short-lived when Leon starts toward me at a leisurely pace.
His tattoos flare, and more cracks open in the earth. Molten magma spills out of them, burning soldiers alive.
Frantically, I try to knit the ground back together, trying to save as many of our people as I can.
‘He has you on the defensive, stop letting him!’Cassandra’s memory hisses, and I want to scream from frustration.
