Page 86 of Hell Fae King
The Centaur growled again.
“I’m trying to help you,” I told him.
A flash of understanding lightened his gaze, followed by a chaotic glimmer that didn’t belong. A chaotic glimmer created by Vivaxia’s magic.
Almost there,I thought, untangling the invisible cords with my mind.
Only to be distracted by a powerful blast behind me.
A blast that lit my veins on fire and drew a gasp from my throat.
I want that,I thought.That power… I want to… totakeit…
My eyes instantly searched for the source of it.
Typhos.
Because of course it was his power my inner siphon desired.
He’d ensnared two Nightmare Fae in magicked chains, creating a line of Hellfire along their skin. The strands of vibrantelectricity were wrapped around the neck of a Sea Dragon and the leg of a Manticore who was trying to fly, which was a magnificent sight to witness since he’d skillfully managed to imprison only the offenders, not the innocents caught in their clawlike grips.
A flurry of embers burst into the air as Az appeared and caught a new chain of fire from Typhos, the two of them working seamlessly to wrangle the Nightmare Fae around them.
Except… except several of them weren’t dark souls.
Like the Centaur, I thought, my palm still against his vibrating chest.
When I looked back at him, I saw almost a plea in his gaze, like he was losing some internal fight.
“You’re trying not to attack me,” I realized aloud, my heart skipping a beat.
He blinked as though to confirm, some of that lightness coming through again. Only to be overrun by chaos once more.
Gods…It’s the pet spell, I suddenly grasped.Or a version of it.
I wasn’t even sure of the formal name.
Nor did it matter.
Because right now, these creatures were suffering.
And it was all because of Vivaxia.
I had to help them. To… tofixthis.
By siphoning it off of them,I thought, my eyes widening.I can siphon the magic.
Just like I’d tried to do in the Netherworld, albeit with that death stone, but I… I was a siphon.
I didn’t have to siphon just Typhos’s energy, right?
I could… I could siphon Vivaxia’s spell, too.
My fingertips tingled as I tried to locate the strands once more inside the Centaur.Not his soul, I thought.Not his power. But the… thediseasethat doesn’t belong.
I had no idea what I was doing. I was just…hunting.
Sorting.
