If he’s my brother, in any way, I need us both to get out of here. And continuing to fight over Caelynn here in the middle of an open wraith field, is going to get us both killed—fast.
The being of light grey billowing smoke turns to the army of evil spirits, and he pauses. For a very long moment, he watches. They’re rumbling toward us now. Soon, they’ll be a stampede of angry souls seeking to devour us. There will be no hope of escape if we wait any longer.
His chin dips in what I assume is a nod. “Let’s go,” he tells me and sweeps toward the mountains away from Caelynn and her wraith.
I follow.
Caelynn
Holy crap.
Wraith Reahgan and my random wraith friend just battle-royaled. Rev healed me, sending shock waves of pleasure through my whole body. Then, he left.
Or did I hallucinate all of that? That actually seems way more likely.
“Run,” the gruff voice of my wraith says. “Go back to the Forest of Desires.” He faces the army of wraiths roaring at us like a tsunami. “Blindfold yourself if you must, but wait there until I find you.”
I suck in a breath but then scramble to my feet and follow his instruction.
Rev is gone. He ran off with Reahgan. And he wants his vengeance.
I suppose I can’t blame him for that. Even if he did deserve the end he got.
The swell of wraiths rushes after me, and I sprint over the rocky plain back the way I came. They shift their trajectory away from Rev and toward me. The buzz of their eager groans grows behind me. The ground trembles beneath me, and I pick up speed, panic still thumping through my veins.
I leap into shadows, jumping ahead two dozen feet. Then, again. And again. My back still roars in pain, my limbs heavy with exhaustion, but I have enough energy for a few leaps to get ahead.
The wave of wraiths call after me. They call me by name.
Our master wants to see you, they say.
Our master has a plan for you.
You cannot hide. You will never hide from them.
Their words fuel me to flee even faster. Because I know who they speak of, and it’s not Reahgan. It’s the Night Bringer.