Chapter 30
The wombfire writhed around me like a living storm. Heat licked up my throat until even my breath came out as smoke.
The Huntress smiled through the flames, her pale face glowing with unholy delight. My strike hadn’t driven her back, it had drawn her closer.
Kael’s voice cut through the roar.
“Ardyn! Look at me. Not her. Me.”
But the bond between us wavered. His voice sounded far away, thin against the fire that screamed for release.
She stepped forward, utterly unafraid, her bare feet blackening the stone. The bow dissolved into bone-dust at her side. She didn’t need it anymore.
“Yes,” she purred, her voice soft and piercing all at once. That’s the power your goddess feared. Do you feel how it fills you? How does it love you?
Her words curled through the air like smoke,
