Mallory launched another fireball at Precious. This time it hit. It barely slowed him. Taking a deep breath, and making sure there was nothing else flammable, she attacked with flame.
Precious instantly caught on fire, running around in circles, shrieking. Fang barked at him, staying back out of reach.
“We need water.” Callum came to a stop near the seedling. “Or something to smother the flames.” He started to remove his t-shirt.
Precious stopped shrieking, dropping on the ground to burn down to ashes.
Callum let go of the hem of his shirt, kneeling in front of the ashes, all that was left of Precious. “No.” The word was low and drawn out. “He’s dead.”
Ryan stopped beside his brother. “I think this is the moment where you’re meant to say ‘my precious’ over and over.”
Callum picked u
