Chapter 33Everything ached. Sean slowly roused, feeling like he’d had the s**t beaten out of him. He was stiff when he tried to move and he heard a weird groan that must have come from his own throat. His mouth was coated with blood—his own, he figured—and he swallowed it back, the taste persisting.
“Sean.”
He turned his head, blinking up at Dane, who knelt by him, looking like he wanted to reach out and touch him, but the Decrypter’s hands shook.
“That bad?”
“What?” Dane frowned at him.
“For you to call me that.” Sean rolled onto his side, closing his eyes against the wave of nausea. When he opened them again, Dane was giving him a hard look still, and the fact he hadn’t told Sean to f**k off only confirmed it had been bad.
Gently, Sean tugged on earth magic, compatible magic. He di
