Chapter Eight Hundred And Eleven – 811
“Gabby,” he whispered.
She stood there, close to the Chthonic Star, towering over Felix by nearly a foot. Still, height didn't matter much when his blade was pressed against her throat.
Her wide eyes flickered to the blade, then back to Felix's face. She swallowed.
She's surprised.
"Gabby?”
Are you in there?
Before she could answer, a silver silhouette rolled up from behind his sister, leaning over her shoulders like a foul ghost. Siva's limbs reached out, three hands and too many fingers not quite touching Felix's blade.
She Is There, Nevarre. Buried Beneath The Weight Of Her Transgressions.
Through his peripherals, Felix could see Alister, Atar, Zara, and Tern. All four were bound to the floor by silver threads as thick as ropes, tendrils tugging at their necks.