“Lindon will not let you be,” Reigan insisted. “We can always ascend, but he needs you to die.” “Not as badly as he thinks he does.” Leisurely, the Bleeding Phoenix stood from her chair. She stretched red wings behind her and smiled at him. “We’ll take that up with our brother.” This was the worst possible turn of events. Reigan Shen clutched the Wraith Horn. “He is not your brother.” “Didn’t you all give him a name yourself? The Empty Ghost.”
