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In the next second, he shoved me back, making me stumble a few feet into the sealed cell door.
Then he spun around, just as Victor lunged with the last vestiges of his strength, clearly being driven by a shitload of adrenaline borne from rage, heartbreak, and grief.
Remnant snagged his shoulder as Victor moved in for the bite, stilling him just a moment before he plunged the stake into his heart.
He lurched, gasping, his fangs retracting as his eyes shot wide.
He latched onto Remnant’s leather jacket with trembling hands.
“Rhodric,” he spluttered.
His skin visible in his shirtless state began disintegrating rapidly.
Remnant twisted the stake, earning a weary grunt from Victor, then leaned close to Victor’s ear and uttered in pained words, “As your maker, Iunmake you.”
He ripped the stake out, then kicked Victor to his knees.
He didn’t remain there long, as the decomposition accelerated, and then he collapsed into a heap, his eyes on Remnant.
Victor’s body exploded in a mass of ash, blood, and bone fragments, until that was all that remained of him over the cell floor.
It wasdone.
Victor Halrow was no more.
Another enemy fallen.
And soon they would all follow.
18
~Cassius~
We came to another jarring stop as Velra’s teleportation spell cut out.
Once again.
It was not a result of her magicfritzingormisfiring,as Sylas termed such a thing.
It was simply due to the nature of how we were having to track our targets.
Via Velra’s Watch of Warding.
She grumbled as she stared at the black band with the iridescent face. Warlow Boyd had crafted it for her many months ago as a means to provide warning should anyone within her bloodline draw too close to her.
Velra had come up with the inspired idea of reengineering its purpose to use it to actually seek out those in her bloodline. Our targets today. Her mother and father, Lavra and Arvent Tenebris.
“Sorry,” she murmured, taking in the empty fields around us. “The middle of nowhere. Once again. It’s super frustrating, I know.”
“I am not frustrated. Iamconcerned about your rapidly rising levels of frustration, though.”
“I’m fine. I just want this done.”
I took to looking out at the scenery—or lack thereof—as she reconfigured her watch, her purple power spidering in and around it.
“Just say it, Cassius,” she snapped all of a sudden.
“Excuse me?” I queried, turning my attention back to her.
