She collapsed and blacked out, unable to handle the torment. When she came to, she found herself surrounded by a seething swarm of enemies. “I want Keriya Soulstar brought to me,” Necrovar was shrieking, his voice rising over the mayhem. He stood at the center of his platform. Pitch-black threads coalesced around him, swirling faster and faster. “Do not harm her. She is mine to claim, and mine to punish. Go!” His command sparked a flurry of movement. The remaining members of the Severed Six launched into the sky. The High Priest of Moorfain descended the eastern steps of the platform. He raised a hand and snapped his twiggy fingers. Hordes of daemonion scampered past Khyvette at his command, hissing and spitting. Hungry, scarlet eyes raked her. The little demons had definitely anticipat

