Salix
His hands tingled as adrenaline ran through his veins, “Dammit!” He pulled the motorcycle out of the line of cars and drove on the shoulder. The chorus of honking horns and curse words from the other drivers didn’t deter him. He barely registered the noise. He needed the witch and she could not die before he paid the Rakshasa what he was owed. It could be another decade before another innocent blood mage as powerful as she came to exist.
He raced behind the ambulance all the way to the hospital where he was forced to park in the ER parking lot while the ambulance unloaded her into the Emergency Department.
He parked the bike and removed his helmet as he ran through the main Emergency Department sliding doors. He must have looked terrifying, all six feet two inches of him with h
