"Hey!" I shouted. "Hey, come back here!" Jace was already way, way down the path, walking as fast as he could without outright running. What, he couldn't wait to get away from me? Good luck, Lirien, and then making his escape so he wouldn't have to give me another thought?
I chased after him, my feet pounding on the path and sending up muddy spatters.
"Hey!" He finally turned, his face drawn and wary.
I slammed into his chest with my hands outstretched, palms flat. He rocked back on his heels but didn't even stumble, which only pissed me off more.
"What the fuck, Jace? What the fuck? You just wish me good luck, and that's it?"
"What more do you want from me? Lirien — what the— stop it —" I whacked away at him, pounding my fists on his chest and then swinging for his mouth. He ducked back, and my knuckles glanced off his jaw.
Quicker than I could match, he caught my wrists and held them out to the sides while I tried to kick him in the shins.
