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Chapter 34: The Price of Fire
The moment she fell, the world stopped. One second, her voice still rang through the air—defiant. Sharp. Like thunder that hadn’t finished crashing. The next—she was on her knees. Blood blooming from her side like a wound carved into the earth itself. She didn’t scream. Didn’t cry. She went quiet. And that silence—split him open. Xiuhcoatl didn’t breathe. Couldn’t. Her knees hit the tile. Her body folded. Her blood spread. And still—he didn’t move. The room erupted—shouts, running feet, gasps, cries—but it all blurred. All he could see was her. The white of her shirt, now drenched in red. Her hand twitched once. Then stilled. A wolf—her brother—was at her side, lifting her like something sacred and breaking. Pill moved next. Then Eliza. Then the rest. Hands. Arms. Motion. But
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