Page 2 of Legacy

Relief infused me as I soared back up the mountain toward the peak, heading for Nyx. I needed to see to his wound immediately. He was a supernatural being, he shouldn’t be bleeding that profusely. Something was very wrong.

I reached the peak and carefully laid Kai down on his back on the snow a couple of feet from Nyx.

And then I swiftly shifted back into my human form, only bothering to magically clothe myself with my maroon leather pants, not bothering with anything else, before I was then kneeling down beside Kai and shaking him to wake him. “Come on, come on,” I uttered, unable to keep the concern from my voice or actions alike as I glanced over at Nyx who was no longer crawling, instead, groaning on his front now. “He needs your power to heal. Wake up!”

His fingers twitched and then his eyes snapped open.

Panic took him, and then he was sitting up ramrod straight in the very next second.

“Fuck,” he groaned, bringing his hand to his head, obviously having overdone it with the sudden, rough movements.

“He needs you, Kai. We can’t wait for you to fully recover. I’m sorry.”

He blinked at me, then frowned, before following my gaze to Nyx.

Then he was scrambling up frantically. I grasped his arm, helping him as he struggled, and then we both rushed over to Nyx.

We skidded to our knees either side of him, Kai dropping too hard in his discombobulated state and uttering a grunt of discomfort as a result.

But that was all he allowed himself, then his full focus went to Nyx.

His eyes widened and I saw true terror from him as he took in the blood pooling all around Nyx, saturating and tainting the snow.

I carefully rolled Nyx over, and the moment I did, Kai and I both choked at the sight before us.

There was a hole in his gut, blood and fluids literally gushing from the mammoth open wound. As if that wasn’t bad enough, the wound was bubbling as well.

“Help,” Nyx rasped, his gaze unfocused as he tried to look out at us.

He was digging his fingers into the snow, his face twisted in agony, and he panted uncontrollably.

“Fucking shit,” Kai uttered.

He shifted his weight, clearly fighting to force down his emotional reaction, so he could focus.

It took him two tries to be able to actually call his power, his rose-gold magic erupting on both his palms.

He pressed his left one to Nyx’s forehead and the magic flowed into him, causing Nyx to let out a sigh of relief. “That will take the edge off,” Kai told him.

“You numbed the pain?” I asked.

He nodded. “And I can hold it indefinitely, so he won’t suffer now.” He ground out every word, hating that Nyx had suffered at all.

I watched as he swept his right hand over the wound.

His power held for a moment, but then that white magic we’d seen earlier sparked against his palm and forced it to snuff out.

“No,” Kai gritted out.“No.”

He tried again and again and again, but the same thing kept occurring.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“It’s a Celestial wound. My magic can’t impact it. I can’t… I can’t heal him.” He scrubbed his hand over his face, thinking, trying to determine a solution frantically. “Your Primal Celestial Resonance… try that.”

“Right, yeah. I was able to employ it earlier to break free and stop the spinning out.” I focused and held my hands hovering over Nyx. And I called to that part of me, willing the Celestial magic to submit to me, to fucking leave Nyx.

I waited for it to take effect, but it didn’t.

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