I'm not upset to miss out on their deaths, especially not when the strongest among them is brought to me by August, his large jaws clamping around the Gifted’s neck as he drags him across the rubble to me. My Dark Bonded looks down at it with critical eyes and then back up at me, quirking an eyebrow and gesturing down to it. “Is this a declaration of love? Am I watching the gods court one another right now?”
