Chapter 15Blaze
Blaze rushed for the sink, praying in a silent chant of, No, no no, that the drops wouldn’t become a deluge.
“Holy s**t,” Arik panted behind him in the tone of the thoroughly stunned stupid. “You’re bleeding.”
“What did you think would happen, exactly?” Blaze muttered, more to himself than Arik.
“But it’s…black?”
Because it’s old. “So I’ve noticed.”
“Holy s**t,” Arik repeated, in awed horror.
Turning on the tap and shutting his eyes, Blaze splashed water on his face. He wanted to be angry at Arik for that little psychology Quest experiment, but he was too tired. And even this bit of theatre was old news; a bad magic trick. It wasn’t the first time someone pushed the boundaries just to see what would happen or if Blaze was lying. One of the many reasons Blaze kept inf
