“Fuck!” Cyrus snapped when another wave of black flames slammed into him. He couldn’t just lie here. His Fae nature wouldn’t allow it, even if he consciously knew what they were doing. He surged up, flipping them so he was on top of Cassius, his teeth bared and fire slamming up against his black flames. “Godsdamnit, Cyrus,” Cassius snarled, his eyes glowing brighter.
