Her expression was as unhinged as it had been that day when they fought in the ring. “I don’t need your pity. I need you to kill them for me. You have to kill them for me,” Venka hissed. “Swear it. Swear on your blood that you will burn them.” “Venka, I can’t . . .” “I know you can.” Venka’s voice climbed in pitch. “I heard what they said about you. You have to burn them. Whatever it takes. Swear it on your life. Swear it. Swear it for me.” Her eyes were like shattered glass. It took all of Rin’s courage to meet her gaze. “I swear.”
