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The Sky Legion started veering to face us, clearly expecting Raithian to attack me.
“I would not attempt anything if I were you!” the Warlock King seethed without taking his attention from my face. “I’m itching to raze this mountain. To end your worthless, miserable lives, and it would take Azazel a mere combined breath to achieve it.”
His fingers curled firmly around his staff, exposing the true desire he felt to do just that. The light of his crystal sphere became instantly brighter, and I threw a glance over my shoulder to see Azazel respond to it. His four heads lifted, no longer caring about Tharion’s threat. Green light illuminated the back of his throats when his mouths opened wide, fire igniting within them as his massive wings pulled him back a few miles—he was preparing to fire.
Tharion’s fire lava rose to the surface in response, expanding his chest and igniting the length of his spine under each scale while it rushed to his throat, ready to counter the impending attack.
My soulmate was insane. Hell was about to break loose and Tharion would die at Azazel’s hand. Everyone would die.
“Stop!” I snarled at Raithian. “You have proved your point. What do you want from me?!”
The glow of his staff dimmed, and Azazel’s mouths closed, his fire receding. “There is a conversation you and I need to finish. Yet, you left rather…unexpectedly, during our last visit.”
It didn’t seem like a conscious act, but his left hand lifted, fingers sliding down the smooth iron mask along the same place where I had sliced his skin open.
“It wasn’t a visit. You forced yourself into my mind.”
“So, you say…” He gave me a one-shoulder shrug. “But whether you realize it or not, I did receive an invitation. That raging temper of yours is something we seem to have in common.”
Scorching anger sparked inside me instantly; the last thing I wanted was to be compared to that monster. Yet, the vines of fury, resentment, loathing, scorn, and other emotions gripping my heart like a vice were not only my own. They travelled from all the Dragons around me through my connection, bonding us as one.
Raithian nodded knowingly, as though he could somehow feel the tempest inside of me.
“Braxton?!”
“Everything is okay, Princess.” I lifted a hand towards Evanna, Kingston, and the others, briefly glancing at her. “We are just talking.”
I couldn’t even imagine the fear she must feel seeing me within a few feet of Raithian’s claws. Actually, I knew exactly how she felt, because I had felt it the day he took her from me on the beach.
“Your feud is with me, Warlock King!” she shouted, anxiety mixing with her voice as Luna hovered closer to us—desperately trying to rip his attention from me.
“Stay out of this, Princess!” Raithian warned, his glowing eyes focused on me.
“I’m the one who has thwarted your plans at every turn,” she shouted. “It was my family who reclaimed stolen lands from you. We freed the people you oppressed, taking them right from under your nose and stopped you from continuing to destroy our world. If you want someone, then take me. I am your true enemy.”
“No!” My alarmed bellow carried over the wind to Evie’s ears, my eyes connecting with hers. Her words not only horrified me, but she was doing it again, sacrificing herself for those she loved.
The Queen of the People…
The magic reignited on Raithian’s sphere, calling my gaze back to him, and my throat dried when I noticed his hand twitching on the staff. He pretended we were nothing but a nuisance to him, insignificant ants under his steps, but the rage coursing through him radiated from his pores, brushing against my skin.
Evie had hit him where it hurt.
“Do not tempt me, Princess,” he shouted through gritted teeth. “I did not come here for you!”
“I will not let you take him from—" Her words cut off when a green light shot from the sphere towards her, wrapping like a rope around her neck and robbing her of oxygen.
“Evie!” I shouted as she fell to her knees, hands desperately trying to rip the light rope tightening on her throat, but it wasn’t tangible… It was pure magic.
Kingston jumped from Spartan and onto Luna’s tail that instant, running towards Evie in an attempt to save his charge.
“Let her go!” I demanded, whirling to face him and lunging towards Raithian, or tried. His influence had somehow wrapped around my muscles, holding me in place. I couldn’t move.
A combined cry of war exploded from the Elevated Warriors and their spears soared towards Raithian, twirling at maximum speed, straight for his chest.
“Stop this!” I ordered him, only able to witness the horror.
His left hand lifted, and the gesture stopped the spears cold in their tracks. Hovering mid-air, the weapons slowly turned and then surged forwards with the same speed, aiming straight for their wielders’ hearts.
