By the time they reached the other side of the barrier, Xyn was both proud and horrified as she saw her Daimon in all his bloody glory. There were bodies everywhere. Urian stood with his shield and sword as he held them off, but they were about to overrun him.
Closing her eyes, Xyn used her powers to cover him with her armor while she summoned her own gear for herself. She ran into the fray and rolled to come up behind him and catch the Adoni who was about to attack him there.
“What kept you?”
“Had to get my nails done.”
Urian laughed at her answer. “Should have got your hair done while you were at it. You’re getting split ends.”
“Like you’re one to talk. When was the last time you had a trim? And what’s that growth on your face? You a man or a goat?”
She stabbed over his shoulder to catch the one in front of him, then twirled to catch a second one and then a third.
Urian stopped her before she could go after a fourth. He had a cut on his face that made her heart sink. “Thank you.” With a quick kiss, he let go and stabbed an assailant on her right.
“Uri?”
He paused to look back at her.
“S’agapo.”
In the past, he’d never allowed her to tell him that she loved him before. She wasn’t sure how he’d take it.
He reached out to touch her cheek.“Ise to alo mou miso.” You are my other half.
Nothing could have meant more to her. Because she knew he didn’t speak those words lightly.
“Damn, Daimon! Who did you piss off!” Xander shouted. “Where are these things coming from?”
“Yeah!” Shadow concurred. “Who opened the gate?”
Blaise kicked his opponent back. “Better yet, how do we close it?”
The only one happy was Simi, who was making barbecue of them.
“You have Apollo and Morgen to thank for this. Apollo stole Hades’s scepter.”
Apollymi cursed under her breath. “The one that opens the portals between the worlds?”
“Yeah, that’s the one.”
Xander growled. “Back to my question … how do we close it?”
“Blood of Apollo and Apollymi.” Urian faced them. “In other words. Me.”
Xyn had a bad feeling as she heard that note in his voice. It was one she’d heard a few other times, right before he’d done something dramatically stupid. Usually for one of his brothers.
Or sister.
“Don’t you do it!” she growled. “So help me, Uri! Don’t you make me drag you from hell to beat your ass.”
“We can’t leave it open, Xyn.”
Then she saw.
Time slowed down as she held her breath. He was going for the stupid win. Her soul screamed out as her fear paralyzed her.
And before she could gather her wits to do anything to stop him, Stryker teleported. He grabbed Urian and disarmed him, then flipped him into her arms.
