Chapter 16 - WacławI’m a demon.
WHEN I AWOKE THE NEXT MORNING to Xobas shaking me, I groaned and rolled over, sick to my stomach. Leaving my soul-form for my physical one was never comfortable, but this was worse than ever.
“Wacław,” Xobas’s stern voice said. “You’re late for training, and I’m sure Lubena doesn’t appreciate my intrusion.”
I winced as I struggled to sit up. The pain from last night’s fights raced through my ribs and arms. I didn’t know if the powers I’d wielded or the intensity of the fight had dulled the pain, but now, it flooded my mind. “Can you please tell Father that I’m incapacitated for the day?”
He huffed and dragged me from the bed. “We both know the high chief won’t tolerate—” His jaw dropped when he noticed my bloodstained clothes. “Gods! What happened?”
Mom
