Taming Chaos (Darkstar Mercenaries, #1)

by Anna Carven

A bolt of bright blue plasma seared her retinas. The Bartharrans raged forward. Torin became a dark blur, somehow evading the plasma fire, slipping into the chaos like a fine thread through the eye of a needle.

“Whatever you wish, Persephone.” He gestured toward the corridor with a small, ironic flourish. “Please, after me. I’ll be both your shield and your instrument of vengeance, if you desire.”