Previous chapter:
Chapter 86: Three
Next chapter:
Chapter 88: Bully
PREVIEW
... drying slow on the side of his temple. His breath rasped low in his chest, sharp, shallow pulls that barely moved the ribs he’d taken a polearm to. But he was conscious. Awake. Watching.
Varik stepped onto the platform with a soundless gait, boots making no echo on the scuffed stone. He didn’t go to Lucen.
He went to the trio.
The girl was already on her feet. Slight limp. Burn marks visible along the side of her arm where the Ignition Burst had landed. She didn’t compla ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE