She took a step forward, then another, passing through the bars as if she didn’t exist on this plane any longer, and she didn’t. Her head tilted at an ungodly angle, and the red, jagged line across her throat where I’d ripped it off was still spilling blood. She stopped in front of me and leaned forward. She had no smell, no scent. She was hollow. “What are you?” A ghostly smile curved her lips as she reached toward me. I tried to jerk back, but Samkiel had chained me to the ceiling and floor. I had nowhere to go. Her hand hovered over my chest, and I felt a tug as a small ball of flame
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