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The motherfucker putme in an ice cage.
Rage burst in my veins, and I pounded my fists into the wall. With each piece of ice I managed to chip off, more of my blood dripped to the floor. That didn’t stop me from punching into the ice block again and again and again.
The room tilted. The ice tomb trembled from lightning strikes, yet Zak wouldn’t reach me in time.
The air inside the tomb became thinner every second.
Magic emanated from the ice. Paxton must have warded the tomb, so Zak couldn’t teleport in and get me out. He was now battling Paxton.
Something heavy fell onto the top of the ice tomb. I’d bet the ceiling was crumbling, a casualty to the brawling demigods.
Yet my coffin remained intact with me buried alive inside.
The Demigod of Sea had truly made me an example. Before long, I would become a living mummy.
My useless magic hadn’t aided me. It hadn’t stopped him.
Rage pounded in my blood, and something snapped in me, just like the last time when I’d crawled beneath Jack, beaten within an inch of my life.
Only this time, I was different.
I was stronger. And I had more to live for.
Héctor had come into my life.
And I wanted to kiss Axel again.
I also had a score to settle.
Those assholes wanted to see what I had. I would let them see, but they weren’t going to like it.
I didn’t need hellfire to beat them.
I searched within me. I raged inside. I laid myself bare to face my true self, to see what I was made of.
Purge the fear.
If I was a freak, so be it.
And if I wasn’t strong enough, the demigods were going to change me, forge me, and twist me into the shape they wanted. The sadistic sea demigod had started it.
I delved deep within me, searching, calling for the Marigold who had true magic, who had been shoved aside, who had been caged in the void.
No more chains. No more cage, I promised her.
And she rose, wearing two faces—the face of an angel and the face of monster.
She stood on the land of firestorms, death, light, and darkness—the harbinger of a galaxy of chaos.
A message went through me, flowing within my bloodstream:He blinded and burned Cronos. He should have been the breathtakingly beautiful king, the light of the cosmos. But it was not power he pursued but legacy, carried by his heir.
I didn’t understand the meaning, but cold clarity ran through my mind with those words.
Flame lit my lavender hair. Only this time, it wasn’t the hellfire.
It consisted of twelve colors: crimson, black, white, yellow, blue, green, purple, orange, indigo....
“Sunder!” I commanded and thrust my hands toward the ice blocks.
