Rhett's expression had darkened by the time she finished. His instinctive reaction was to demand why they hadn't said anything to him, but his words froze in his throat.
He knew how stupid that sounded. He'd done nothing but drink and party, even he wouldn't trust him with anything.
Rhett finally nodded and glanced towards Nyx, then back at Laila and Grunde.
He cleared his throat, his expression serious.
"What now?"
…
A sea of green. A surge of unimaginable power. The glinting blade descending towards the head of a devil.
The scene played out in Malakai's mind like a movie. In this scene, Malakai was the strongest he had ever been. The strongest he had ever imagined himself to be.
He faced off against a devil, an evil grade three darkness. And in this fight, he had overwhelmed it.
He had used powers he never dreamed of using before, giving life to trees, forming spears of vita in the air.
