Chapter 24Blood.
So much blood, and all of it Matteo’s.
From his skewed angle, Ciaran watched. A sound, half laugh and half cough sent a spray of black slime down his chin.
This…this was the full vision of what had always been a part the Seer had allowed him to witness.
The human’s blood was all around Vilmos and the demon’s face was a mask of agony just as in Ciaran’s visions. He could still see the wound in the boy’s chest from his blow. And because the boy was human, Ciaran had assumed Matteo would die quickly.
“Don’t die, please don’t leave me.”
This time Ciaran heard the tortured sound of pain in Vilmos’s voice as his nemesis knelt beside the stricken human. Ciaran felt a surge of swift, grudging respect for the Seer he had thought so crushed by him, and yet who had faithfully k
