CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Bait rushed through the dark Academy campus, his boots beating against the concrete path as he ran. Above him, Stinger flew, his wings buzzing furiously as they headed to the Library. It was times like this that Bait wished he had wings and could fly like Stinger. That would make it so much easier and faster to get to where he needed to go.
But we’re still making good time, Bait thought, glancing at his suit-up watch. We should reach the Library with time to spare.
As Bait ran, he felt the Blood Gem on his chest heat up unexpectedly. He came to an abrupt stop, nearly tripping over his own feet in the process, but managed to retain his balance. He clutched his Blood Gem, which was growing hotter and hotter with each passing second, making it harder to breathe.
“Bait?”
