My entire body woke up, humming to life. I only grasped the rock tighter. Without thinking, I hurled it at him. Bael’s yellow gaze went wide. Not in fear, clearly, but more in shock. Amusement, perhaps. He raised a hand, and the rock disintegrated in midair, centimeters before it would have hit his unnervingly perfect face. “What violent tendencies you have.” He cocked his head at me, the corner of his mouth tipping up. “You’re a little monster.”
