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My body vibrated with fury, and my shadows began to snake out around me, reaching for the threat against my mate. Kya squeezed my arm in reassurance, but I was already seeing red. I would rip his fucking head from his shoulders.
“Easy, my shadow. No one will take me from you.”Her voice was a calm whisper in my mind.
“No? Perhaps you need a little incentive, then.” Daegel smirked.
He said something in a language that I didn’t understand, yet sounded familiar. He reached out like he was holding something above the ground and clenched his hand into a fist.
Bound and gagged and clearly beaten, Nikan was pulled from some kind of dark blue smoke from the ground.
Kya lowered her bow and I felt pure terror from her. She made to go to him, but I held her tightly. I entered Nikans mind. As much as I hated doing it without someone’s consent, certain times were necessary.
“Nikan. It’s Ryker. Stay calm. We’ll get you out of this. What happened?”
“Ryker! Don’t let him get to Kya! Leave me! Tell Kya that I—”
Nikan was gone, taken through the smoke in the ground.
“Wait! Bring him back!” Kya demanded.
Daegel chuckled. “I will return him once I have you. So what will it be?”
Theron and Odarum stepped forward, blocking us from Daegel. Flames licked Theron’s nostrils and mouth, seeping between his teeth, and Odarum spread his wings with his ears pinned back. I could still see Daegel in the space between them. His smile fell to a disgusted sneer, his eyes darting between the two Spirit Guardians before locking with Kya’s.
“If you will not come willingly, then I will take you by force,” he roared.
Before I could blink, he moved and Theron’s fire blasted forth, creating a river of red flames following him as he went for Odarum. Kya pushed off me and aimed her bow at Daegel, with an arrow dripping with black liquid. My skin shifted to scales.
That same blue flaming smoke met Theron’s fire, fighting it back with greater force, and it threw Theron back. He made to move for Odarum then, and Mavris stepped in front of us holding his hand out at the dark wielder. Daegel stopped and looked to my brother whose face paled, glancing at his hand with a furrowed brow.
“My blood runs black. You have no power over me,” he thundered.
Mavris had to jump out of the way of his flaming smoke, as did we. Kya dove in the opposite direction of me, Odarum constantly keeping his body between the dark wielder and my mate. The Glaev grew closer.
How were we supposed to fight against this, against him?
“Stop this!” she pleaded, her voice filled with desperation.
I was airborne within the next heartbeat, afraid that she would try to surrender to him. I had to get her out of there. I felt her terror before I landed next to her and looked at the dark wielder.
Odarum was fighting against him with a glowing light, tinged jade, erupting from him with the beat of his wings. I had never seen anything like it, but it was effective. Daegel wasstruck by the light, and he bent over with a grunt from the impact.
I took advantage of his vulnerable state, and blasted out my fire as well as my shadows. He blocked them with his blue smoke, equally matching the power of my elements. I wielded more and more. Between darting away from Odarum’s magic and countering my abilities, and dodging Kya’s arrows. Daegel was becoming less controlled.
“No, I’m not leaving you!” she shouted at Odarum, tears streamed down her face.
Kya raised her bow and pulled back the string, the feather of the arrow brushing against her cheek. Before she had the chance to shoot, inky darkness exploded violently from Daegel’s hand, aiming straight for my mate’s Spirit guardian. Odarum reared up with his wings flared out, blocking it with his body to protect Kya.
With a howling roar, Odarum fell.
The world seemed to darken. The force of the dark magic pushed him over his hooves and tail. With the tips of his wings aimed for the heavens, his lifeless body struck the ground.
Chapter Fifty-Five
Kya
Ifelt my heart tear apart in agony. The moment Odarum’s body hit the ground, I fell to my hands and knees. Tears streamed down my face. I couldn’t hear anything over the deafening sound in my ears, not realizing it was me as a blood-curdling scream ripped from my throat, my heart, my soul. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t think, I couldn’tbreathe.
He had begged me to flee but I refused to leave him as he fought. It was my fault. All my fault. And his death was on me.
