66. Chapter 66
Chapter 66
K arro’s back was to Aurelia, and though he was the largest of the Wraiths—he still stood a head shorter than the demon prince before him.
The black sutures across Maloch’s mouth twisted in what might have been a leer as he looked down at Karro. And gripped in one of his mighty fists—Valea.
Maloch’s voice flooded the night. I caught this one trying to flee the battle.
Aurelia might have thought the words a lie—but something flickered across the fierce female’s expression that she hadn’t seen before . . .
Shame.
The female scratched and clawed at the prince, dangling from his grasp as Karro tightened his grip on his broadsword.
I could do you a favor—kill the coward for you, Maloch uttered, the words making Valea rabid as she fought against his hold.
Karro snarled in response, his blade slicing toward the prince’s chest as Maloch discarded the pale female and Valea hit the frozen ground with a thud.
Maloch’s heavy blade fell with a deafening ring as it met Karro’s.
With a single shared look, she and Ven were fighting their way toward him, the blade strapped down her back seeming to grow heavier with every step. Glancing across the courtyard, she saw one of the other princes surrounded by a dozen Wraiths.
Where was the other?
It was enough to send her heart hammering in her chest, feet pounding the earth.
Light flashed around them as the spellmasters threw orbs into the crowd of demons, flickers of white and gold exploding with the shards of ravenstone packed into the glass.
Ven lashed out with coils of shadow, wrapping them around Maloch’s thick neck as the prince struggled to fight off Karro’s attacks.
The last time they’d met him, all of them had been without their magick. But now—now a copper crescent had been placed on the scales, tipping them in their favor.
Lightning sang through Aurelia’s veins in answer.
Maybe Fate was with them after all.