Zara’s POV
If an ancient fire monster sounds afraid, one should pay attention.
Unfortunately, panic was becoming a crowded emotion inside me.
Morvena held the black blade lightly, almost lazily, as though she were displaying jewelry instead of whatever nightmare-forged object had made the Warden react.
The metal seemed to drink light.
Even the flames burning in the courtyard dimmed near it.
Greyson stepped in front of me again.
Automatic.
Predictable.
Unwelcome in theory.
Deeply reassuring in practice.
“What is Void Steel?” I asked.
Kael answered from ten feet away while pressing a cloth to a cut on his shoulder.
“Something no one sane ever made.”
Davon limped into view carrying two swords that were not originally his.
“Important follow-up question. How killable is it?”
Sel
