The dark wielder turns, but he isn’t fast enough. Andarna lands directly in front of him, then opens her mouth and breathes fire down upon him, roasting the dark wielder before she snaps her jaws down and rips his head straight off his body. I fall into the melting slush at the same time his corpse does, and she spits out the decapitated, smoking head, then huffs a hot breath of sulfur-laced steam. What. The. Actual. Fuck. “You…” I scramble to my feet and stumble toward her. “You just…” “I breathe fire.” She preens, flaring her wings. “Did you just eat him?” Cat stands but keeps her distance.
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