“Wh-who’s there?” he stammered. “Show yourself!” “I think you would piss yourself if you could see me now, worm,” I hissed, my boots striking the tiles with such power that he could hear the pound of them in the living realm. “Wh-who is that?” Vard raised his hands, fire flashing in them. “I think my mother and father are close,” Gabriel whispered, his eyes roaming, still seeking us out. “I’m here, my love,” Merissa called to him, but he didn’t hear her.
