‘You killed my mother.’ Rayan’s magic lashed out with a spark, twisting around Komi’s midriff. ‘I’ve killed many mothers, and many fathers,’ Komi said with quiet resolution as Rayan squeezed his essential organs with his magic. ‘Reema, she prophesied your death by my hands.’ Komi’s eyes widened. ‘You?’ Rayan’s expression was grim. ‘Me.’ Yeeran stepped towards Komi, her hands shaking so she balled them into fists. ‘You’re the Two-Bladed Tyrant.’
