“Artemis, wait—”
“Go to hell,” she hissed. Gilgamesh lunged for her. Three members of New Moon surged to block him off.
Members of Moon Shadow seemed to back Gilgamesh up.
Then, the door opened.
“As useful as it would be for you to all die in a fight, I would hate to waste my people’s time by having them clean up the c*****e,” Ian’s voice cut through the hall. “But do go on and quicken yourself to your deaths.”
Vanessa turned, glaring at him. “And what the hell does that mean?”
“Moon Shadow and New Moon, while in opposition, are after the same thing,” he said. “And you’re doomed to fail.”
Francia gasped as she turned to look at Ian. I turned as Ian swept through the room. He glanced at me and rolled his eyes.
“What a waste of time,” he said and flicked his hand in my direction.
