“I’m not the one you should be frightened of,” Darius replied cruelly, a smile gripping his features as he watched me summon every scrap of my power into my fist ready to blast him from this life and see him destroyed for his betrayal. “I’m not frightened of you,” I retorted, the acrid taste of a lie caressing my tongue. “You are. You have been for a very, very long time,” he countered like it was a fact that was so very obvious to him. “But the problem with waiting for the beast at your front to strike is that it’s so easy to miss the one aiming for your back.”
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