Chapter 36Although Edison was thankful for the well-made armour, its weight and the need to breathe through the respirator were taking their toll. While he’d been protected from the claws and poisonous breath of the wyrm, he was tiring. Even the gashes in the creature’s hide didn’t seem to be slowing or weakening it.
Nor could he call upon Eira for help. His aunt was deep in a battle of her own. Both she and the rector faced one another, and while neither moved, their faces were creased with the strain as they waged their unseen war of good and evil.
“You cannot win.” Valeria’s voice was as cold and inhuman as her appearance. “I will kill you and let your worthless lover watch as I eat your flesh.”
With a grunt, Edison lunged at the wyrm, but it dodged his blow, slamming into him with i
