Chapter Fifty-Four
Suddenly, Itzel’s ball of light hits Lilith in the chest.
I could kiss the gnome right now. When Ariel said Itzel passed out, she meant after throwing this.
Lilith’s grip on the sword handle loosens. If this were a cartoon, I’d hover in the air for a second, waving the sword in amazement.
Instead, I plummet to the ground.
Surprising myself with how clear my head is, I locate the off button on the sword hilt and press it, hiding the plasma blade to assure I don’t accidentally chop off some body part as I land. I was not that high up, but I’m bound to at least break a leg or—
I land in someone’s outstretched arms.
Rasputin grunts with effort.
So this is why he was breathing so loudly. It wasn’t worry. He ran to catch me.
“You’re not as light as the last time I hel
