We were running along the edge of the molten river the wraith tracking our every move. But we have figured out the timing and I have a trick still up my sleeve, that is if it works.
“I’ve figured it out!” My voice cut through the chaos. “When I say throw me, throw with everything you have!”
Raiden’s eyes snapped to me. Even with the Wraith between us, I saw the sharp flare in them-trust, no hesitation. He didn’t question me, didn’t argue. He just nodded once, tight and sure, as if my word was enough.
My chest tightened. Gods help me, it had to be.
Muir dove, wings slicing through the heat. Water burst from his palms, dousing part of the Wraith. Its form scattered like smoke ripped by wind, reforming slower, weaker.
“Now!” I screamed.
Raiden was there in a flash, grabbing my arm. The
