Page 198 of Gift from the Source
My shadows wrap around him like a snake suffocating its prey. They part ways for my hand as I lay my palm against his heart. Right on top of his M.
“Just a little something from me to think about while you wait for us,” I say, then light my hand ablaze.
His screams are so satisfying.
My men would be so proud.
Speaking of…
My neck turns in every direction as I look for a familiar face. There’re so many, it’s hard to pinpoint even one that I know well enough to trust with my request.
Until I see a majestic beast trampling through people as he catches them in his jaws.
“Dyce,” I shout as loud as I can.
His tasmonium head snaps toward the sound and he barrels toward me. I hop off Donald and command my shadows to harden into chains.
“I need him alive. Will you take him to Cas’s favorite room for me, please?”
Those massive teeth of his clench together in what I assume is a horrifying smile. He growls as he lowers his head and locks them around the chains. Donald shrieks as Dyce drags him across the palace grounds for longer than completely necessary before transporting out of sight.
Satisfaction and new motivation course through me as I scan the battle raging on.
My bond stretches out, searching for my men, my sister. They’re all okay, burning with anger and determination, but I still can’t lay my eyes on them.
Any Mastery member who comes close to me, I don’t hesitate to hit them with all I got. Any E.F. member I see I help however I can.
My heart continues to race like wild horses as I try my hardest to get back to the front lines. Closer to my men and the Summum-Master.
I move through the light and through the shadows, but my course continues to go in circles. Everywhere I end up, they aren’t there. But there’s always a fucking Mastery member.
It’s like they rode the wave of that illusion and infiltrated all the way to the back of our forces.
A snarling wolf catches me by surprise as they leap through the air and the two of us roll. I grip them by the neck to hold their snapping jaws away from me.
My dragon rushes forward and faster than I can process it, I snap their neck.
My violet eyes whip up as I squat above the dead beast below me.
Warning rumbles continue to flow from my chest.
There’s no containing her now.
We’re on the hunt.
Draken
My claws sink deep inside the belly of the whimpering bear.
Bodies lie everywhere around me as his corpse joins the pile. A flick of my flame has them incinerating in seconds.
A deep growl falling from me along with the smoke flowing from my nose has the little shit that was charging toward me slamming his paws to a halt. His neck nearly breaks as he bows low before me.
My dragon shares the space with me currently but only by a hair. He wants free. He wants to burn the realm to a crisp.
He wants to lay his slits on his other half.
That fucking blast of water shot us everywhere.
