POV: Daemon
[Affinity Level with Scarlett Moonshade: 26% → 28% → 30%...]
The heat beat against my face. I swallowed hard.
"Fuck, if I fall here, I'm done."
Beneath me, the taut rope sizzled over a river of glowing lava. Behind me, I could hear the shouts, the confusion, the disbelief.
And pressed right against me was Scarlett Moonshade, stiff and just as bewildered by what had just happened.
"Lord Indivar?! What are you doing here?!"
I turned my head toward her, my hair sticking to my forehead from sweat and magical pressure. I smirked—the kind of lazy smile that meant everything and nothing.
"Does it matter?"
I set her down as soon as we crossed to the other side. She staggered slightly, trying to regain her footing.
That's when I heard it. A faint whistle.
My eyes snapped up just in time.
"Shit."
I barely had time to shove Scarlett with all my strength, sending her rolling out of harm's way.
