Launched directly toward the Ritual's artificial sky, as if a gigantic force had emerged from below and decided to expel him from the earth. His body crossed dust, clouds of fragments, and the remains of the ruins, rising in a brutal line while black waves spread through the air.
Grace raised her arms to protect herself.
The wall of Black Ice between her and the fight dissolved into thousands of fragments, but none of them fell. They rose.
No.
They were not fragments.
They were shards.
Enormous shards of Black Ice began to appear in the air around Jake, formed by the very energy released by the explosion. Each one was several meters long, irregular, sharp, and dark as bones torn from some underground creature.
Jake tried to move in the air.
Too late.
The first shard pierced his thigh.
The second pierced his shoulder.
The third entered through his abdomen and came out his back.
Then dozens arrived.
Jake's body was pierced from every side.
