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“Irene,” Maximus calls to the brunette woman perched on a downed tree, far enough out of the way that she’s able to pick our enemies off one by one with her arrows.
“Good to see you breathing free air, Max.” She grins as another arrow pierces through the skull of her intended target.
I really need to learn that power next.
“There’s already a station set for the injured forces,” Irene says, as she strings another arrow and takes her shot. Perfectly hitting her target, of course.
I seriously could watch her accuracy all day.
“I should go,” Kyros says, his brows knitting together as indecision wars in his gaze. He looks from the woods where the infirmary is set up to me, as though he isn’t sure if he should leave.
“We’ll be fine, Kyros.” I drop Max’s hand and turn my attention to my god of healing. “That’s where you’re needed, not out here.”
“You’re right,” he says, relief softening his gaze. “Let me know if there’s anything you need though.”
“We will.” I press a chaste kiss on his cheek, silently reassuring him that we’ll be fine without him.
Kyros and Maximus share a look over my head, and I can only imagine that their projected conversation is going somewhere along the lines of keeping me safe.
“Just go,” I urge him, slipping my hands from his. I take a step back and give him a soft smile, needing him to be able to focus on his work and not me.
Kyros returns the gesture, my heart warming as I watch the man I love go to help countless others.
“Has anyone seen … ”
There’s a large tear near the hill—or where the hill used to be. Icy dread spreads like frost along my skin as I assess the place where the path leads down to the arena below, but now there’s a jagged cliff where the soft slope used to be.
Panic wraps around my heart with a vise-like grip as I frantically search for my family.
“Last I saw, Mateo was taking on Kallen, and your parents were battling against Romulus,” Irene says before she unleashes a series of three arrows, all knocking in the skulls of three demons standing side by side. “And Adrian has been helping to keep the dark gods away from the students.”
Snipers have nothing on this god.
I breathe a sigh of relief, able to think logically now that I know they’re at least safe.
The students …
My heart jackhammers, and I assess the situation, pinpointing where I should attack first. I might have the dagger, but we need to get the dark forces under control first because it looks like all Hell has broken loose.
Light gods and dark gods battle closer to the school than we planned. How on earth did that happen?
I shake the thought from my head and focus on the battle. We need to thin out the gods before I go after Romulus. They know this is their last stand—it’s either fight with Romulus or pay for their actions, and I know that even if we take Romulus out, they won’t go down without a fight.
“Let’s go to the students,” Maximus says as he takes my hand, clearly already seeing the decision on my face.
“I’ll let them know you’re back if I see them first,” Irene says, following our conversation without ever taking her attention off her targets. She murmurs something into a green glowing stone at her wrist, and I can only imagine she’s communicating with the other generals.
“Will do,” Maximus grunts. He tugs me forward and I focus on the war zone ahead of us, my mind shifting into battle mode.
I pull my hand from his, using my powers to form a sword for both of us. “Ready to take the world by storm?”
“I was born ready,” Maximus grumbles, his emerald eyes sparkling with excitement as he clenches the hilt of the sword in his fist, his muscles rippling with power as hurricane-force winds swirl around us, knocking back the few demons that were approaching us.
I can’t help but grin back at him, because despite the shit show that’s surrounding us, I’m beyond grateful to have my god of destruction by my side, especially after learning I almost lost him.
We rush forward at once, fighting our way through the horde of demons that surround our forces. Somehow, the dark gods were able to make their way to the center, far too close to the students for comfort. Luckily, there were light gods there to aid them, but they can only do so much. Flames and electricity wrap around the thick steel as I block an incoming attack with my sword. Claws reach for my throat, but the blade slices through flesh cutting through the skin and sinew of my attacker with ease as the flames spread along his skin.
A strangled scream tears from his lips, but it cuts off with the next arc of my sword as I take his head off in one fell swoop. Green blood spurts from the wound, but the flames absorb the liquid with ease, leaving no trace behind.
