Page 40 of Bladed Kiss


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The wooden floor is lifting and splintering and cracking. The noise of it is painfully loud, deafening almost. For a second all I can think is that they can probably hear the noise all the way from the Royal Gardens.

“Salina?” I ask her quietly, too quietly, and start to struggle against my ties.

“Salina?” I yell her name this time, but it makes no difference. The floor and the wooden walls are cracking under the pressure of her magic.

Rot magic. She’s literally rotting the floor away.

She cannot hear me – whatever is happening is so violent that all her senses must be blocked.

Salina looks down then, and I see that her gold eyes are glinting, more than they usually do.

I cannot see the whites of her eyes any longer. Instead, when I look at her, all I see are big gold disks.

I really start working on getting out of my ties then, because it’s clear that I cannot get through to her like this.

If I can just get out of these ties, I can snap her out of this. If I can just get close to her, touch her.

Otherwise, we’ll die here.

She has risen all the way to the ceiling of the loft, and she is shrouded in a cloak of purple fire. Her magic has consumed her, enveloped her completely. Her silver hair floats behind her like a cape.

Then I see the rot, tendrils of it snaking across the floor from beneath where she levitates.

I may not know much about the kind of magic she has, but I know what rot magic means.

It’ll kill you,I think to myself.

It will kill me.

She’ll rot me to death. There will be nothing of me left.

Her magic will consume even my bones. It will be like I never existed.

I let out a strangled noise as the rot magic touches my boot. I pull my foot away, but the leather of the boot is not so lucky.

Instead, it rots right off my foot.

There will be nothing of me left, and there will be no one to mourn me.

I will die alone.

And she will probably bring this entire warehouse down around us.

“Gods. Help me. I need your help.” I pray to the Thirteen and just then silver sparks fly from my hands.

“I’m a fucking idiot.” I grunt to myself.

The building is shaking around us, and Salina is so completely enveloped in her magic that I can barely see her.

Her magic has stretched and twisted all around the room, and I burst free of my ties, using my own magic, and jump out of the way just before the rot reaches me.

“Now.” I take a deep breath and draw the magic from deep inside me. Magic that I haven’t used in a long time. “How the fuck am I going to do this?”

I use my magic as a shield and use it to vault my body into the air, though I don’t stay there for very long.

It comes out as silver sparks, and it is not as strong as Salina’s.

It will just have to do, as weak as it is.

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