Kai looked at the woman on the other side, and the woman looked at him.
Fire burned behind their eyes like the glinting killing intent of a stalking predator.
It was Barbara.
Just last night, he had dealt the finishing blow—almost splitting her torso completely from the shoulder, and yet she was now standing on the other side. One of her arms was still wrapped in a bandage all the way up to her shoulder, but she survived.
"Is she a cockroach or what?" Bryan muttered inwardly and spat, "The Gods are on her side."
"Sstt!" Dorian pressed a finger against his lips. "Keep your fucking voice down."
On the side, Bree looked at the side of Kai's face with concern.
She knew what he was feeling right now.
"Kai…" She called and held his hand that was already balled into a fist. "Don't be stupid."
Hearing what she said only made Kai clench his fists even harder.
Heat rose from his neck and turned his face red from restrained anger that swelled inside.
