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In wings so immense, she was wrapped head to toe in their dark folds.
She felt the giant eagle blast upwards into the open sky.
Its ascent was followed by shouts of indignation and the lethal whistle of koyas flung in their direction.
The weapons exploded against the chromed rachís she was enclosed in as they tracked with dizzying speed across the atmosphere.
Her blades slammed back into her outstretched hands.
She snarled, incandescent with fury.
Her chance was gone, snatched from her.
She was consumed with rage, burning like a wildfire, gripping every part of her being until it radiated outwards like a blazing sun.
Heat and wrath pulsated through her veins; all she wanted to do was scream and lash out.
Instead, she was held close and tight. Calmed against her will by the steady, sure heartbeat on the chest she lay against.
Until only the whipping of wind, they streaked through sounded above it.
Chapter 23
‘It got out of control.’
‘You had no right. I had her.’
The kíota’s garden was deserted, shrouded in an inky blackness, the shadows playing tricks, rendering the energy in the air even more heavy and oppressive.
Killen’s eyes followed Sana’a as she paced the stone flag tiles, her metsai boots grinding and leaving marks from her heated pace.
Her face flushed with rage as she whipped around to face him, pointing a finger into his chest. ‘I had her!’
He sucked his teeth and gave her an imperceptible shake of his head. ‘Nada, khany’s, you did not. The kíma coated íkan sword K’grona was wielding, the same one Kalila commanded into her hands, was beyond lethal. A swipe from that would have turned you into black dust. It already seared you millimetres from your skin.’
Sana’a touched the wound on her shoulder and winced, still quivering with resentment.
Her eyes narrowed into angry slits. ‘You interfered even after I’d expressly asked you not to. She was in my sights. My blades would have cut through her before she struck.’
Her face contorted with rage, her eyebrows furrowed, and her lips pressed into a thin line. Her eyes burned with anger, and she stared daggers at the man before her.
‘Then what? The koyas from the guards and k?thi would have cleaved you into pieces. I wasn’t going to let that happen. Besides, I still need Kalila alive. I need to uncover more about the dark íkan manipulation she’s been playing with and how it could potentially harm Katáne.’
Sana’a stopped cold. ‘What happened to our agreement? That you’d allow me to blade her at will?’
He sighed, his voice a rasp of weariness. ‘Naam, you will have your chance, just not now, until I know more about what I’m up against.’
‘So your needs superseded mine.’
‘It’s not like that, Sana’a.’
‘Sure sounds like it.’ Her hoarse murmur reverberated through the willow trees of the kíota.
The Kíríga sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, letting out an exasperated sigh. ‘Once we get what we need from her you can go to town on her. But for now, we need patience; we must first discern her game. She’s the lynchpin in all of this.’
‘Fokk off! I’d rather do a lot less sitting around playing with my thumbs and a lot more blading back.’
Killen jolted at her rage. The pressure and emotion she was placing on herself to fulfil her oath was showing.
