“Give him the names!” she called out, not certain if Uganel heard it over his own scream. “Tell him of others!”
Veranesh paused the incantation. “You’ll die here. But you don’t have to be destroyed.”
Kamira gasped, glancing at the nightfly, but the crystal body couldn’t give her any clues about Veranesh’s intentions. Supposedly, he always kept his word, but she couldn’t see any reason to risk Uganel going after them again. It was also possible that Veranesh couldn’t perform the last part of the spell through the nightflies and was masking it behind his offer.
“Trupyad. Fyertash.” Uganel’s words came between wheezing breaths. “Myrkan.”
To her surprise, Veranesh spoke another syllable of the ripping incantation, and as it echoed with power, the other demon screamed.
“I’m not going to wa
