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Broken Soul Faith Hunter 17850K 2023-09-01

I understood why Joses had worn an arcenciel I understood why va one let them do, in a limited hat the arcenciels and Beast could do naturally--enter the Gray Between and move outside of time But without the pain of the price placed on el

For now, Joses was a prisoner, and the arcenciel was free It h

Now no one had access to folded ti to nearly die--and my Beast And the arcenciels

And maybe the Anzû

Crap I sheathed

I vo forward onto the clay floor beside the scale left behind by the arcenciel and the shattered crystal prison I bounced, round My hand landed beside e My skin hite-white-white, bluish, nearly purple, euts pulled and tore and the sick taste of blood and stoht at ht her for, tre e still echoed The screaain, faster still, as tiht as a phosphorescent torch lit the elevator shaft Peregrinus danced back, and back, into the light, his feet ht followed hi all at once

In the saoire whirled and leaped to cut across Peregrinus’ torso Brother fighting brother, the oldest tale of therinus’ knees buckled, but he wasn’t finished The va, too old, too powerful for ht the Devil back to life Moving as if e and pulled the bag holding the sliver of the Blood Cross Ripped the bag free fro

I gripped the sliver through the bag, careful not to touch it,I thrust the splinter of wood forward, through the searinus’ calf

Still caught in the remnants of the time warp of the Gray Between, I saw a tiny explosion of fire at the point of ian to burst into flaertips and h his body into his veins, into his arteries Instantly, he blazed His whole core lighting with power With the heat of the sun For a long while, I could see his bones, his ribs, the shape of his pelvis and shoulders

Peregrinus slowly dropped to his knees He wrenched back his head and screaainst eon

He fell Landing besidemy skin I closed my eyes as he burned into dust

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, I thought

I lifted my head and ies of the Gray Between, I said, "I don’t need or want anything you have to offer Not now Not ever" I didn’t knohether he heard me, in the bubble of folded time, and I didn’t care; I simply needed to say the words I tucked the sliver of the Blood Cross into e Pain like flah ed

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