She was the Phoenix. It was worth her life to burn one more infection from the universe. The Mad King’s sword appeared in his hand. “Let us die together.” Suriel held up her Razor. “Everything ends.” “Ahem.” Ozriel’s voice echoed in her head. “I may have an alternate plan.” His plan flooded into her mind, and she snapped her gaze to look at Ozriel in shock.
