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Fight. Fight. Fight.

I tried, but I couldn’t fucking see, let alone breathe. The inky substance was all around me, encasing me in liquidfire, burning my skin, and searing me to my soul.

What the fuck is this magic?I marveled, dizzy.

Death,Typhos replied, fury in his tone.It’s fucking death magic.

I blinked. Or I thought I did, anyway. Regardless, Typhos’s claim didn’t make any sense. Death Fae sucked out souls. Corpse Fae possessed deadly touches.

But this… this didn’t feel like either of their brands of pleasure.

I coughed. Gagged. Fought to breathe. All while my lungs and insidesburned.

My inner Phoenix growled, furious that fire was eating us alive. Furious that his element of choice had betrayed him. Furious that we could no longer move.

Or hear.

Or see.

Barely even think.

Because the world… had gone utterly still.

The rebirth process was on the verge of a new beginning.

I recognized it well. It’d been ages since I’d last died.

My eyes fell closed, my soul resigned.

At least it was quick,I thought softly.My memories will return just as fast. I hope.

CHAPTER 4

CAMI

A Few Minutes Earlier

Chaos.

Darkness.

Pain.

I couldn’t focus beyond Az’s agony, my soul demanding I go to him. Find him.Help him.

I clutched my head, not able to hear a word Melek or Typhos were saying to each other. My world revolved around Az. His mind was incoherent, his inability to tell me what was happening all the more concerning.

Take me to him!I shouted at no one in particular. I didn’t know how to ash or teleport or shadow or anything else. Whenever I’d done it in the past, it’d been without my consent.

Or by using Lucifer’s power,I realized.

“Don’t even think about it, Camillia,” the male in question growled next to my ear.

But his words escaped me on a passing wind, my instincts already engaging with the notion of flying. His furious shoutechoed behind me, the heat of it chasing me into the darkness and vanishing as I landed inside a crypt.

Or… or not a crypt. A bar?

I swallowed, glancing around at the gothic interior.

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