Chapter 83
The sentient rose thing didn’t stand a chance, and I didn’t know how to feel about that. It was pure luncy, because this thing did its level best to rip me to shreds, and it should have succeeded. Don’t get me wrong, I walked away with thrones peppering my skin, scratches and bruises. The beginning’s of whatever poison they were coated in made my head throb, but I stood blearily staring at the frozen remnants all around me. “Yeah, that’s my girl,” Ivy hollered. She’d been cheering and hollering the whole time, encouragement and compliments all the way. It was nice to have something other than sheer terror see me through to the end of a fight. “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” I promised, power racing through me and making me feel as wild as a winter storm. I seemed to radiate cold, and alth
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