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“This isn’t the way to obtain Carrow’s help,” Grey said. “You’ve been cooped up here too long. You no longer know how to engage with people.”

Silviu shrugged a slim shoulder. “Perhaps you are right and I am out of date. All the same, I like things my way.”

I scoffed, watching him, looking for any kind of weakness that I could exploit. I wouldn’t jump on it—not unless Grey really needed me to. But this was his maker. His fight.

“Unfortunately, you cannot have things your way,” Grey said. “I proved that last time when I left here, and I’m going to do so again.”

A shadow of rage passed over Silviu’s face, and he raised a hand. It burned bright red with flame, and he hurled the fireball directly at Grey.

Instead of dodging, Grey stepped into it, taking the blast on the chest. It exploded around him, enveloping his form, and he seemed to glow briefly, growing stronger.

“You’ve forgotten my particular talent,” Grey said, a smile in his voice.

“Bastard,” Silviu hissed, annoyance in the tone.

“I learned the gift here, you know.” Grey approached slowly, like a predator. “Adapted to survive. To escape.”

“You’ll not escape this time.” Silviu prowled closer.

Grey

Silviu stared at me, rage in his eyes. His time alone in this castle had twisted his mind. He was still powerful—massively so.

But rage drove him now.

He would make mistakes.

It made it even easier to manipulate his thoughts.

I imbued my voice with power, letting my magic flow through my words and into him. “You will let us leave unharmed.”

“You know that does not work on me,” Silviu muttered, stalking closer, moving like a panther out for a kill.

“Doesn’t work well.” I smiled. “But it does work.”

He growled.

“You will not fight us,” I said.

His steps stuttered, as if his body fought to stop him from walking, yet his mind wanted to force him to keep going. He pushed onward, moving more slowly, his brow furrowed with effort.

“I will punish you for this,” he hissed.

“Your ability to do that disappeared long ago.” I charged, hurtling toward him with every bit of speed and rage that filled my body.

Protect.

I could feel Carrow behind me, no doubt debating which angle to attack from. I wanted to finish this before she even tried. She shouldn’t be anywhere near Silviu.

I reached him a half second later, raising my fist and delivering a swift punch to his jaw. He spun backward, staggering. The pain seemed to have shocked him free of my mind control, and he whirled toward me, slamming me down.

He fell upon me, swinging for my face as his speed took me to the ground. Before he could land the blow, I kicked up, hitting him in the stomach and hurling him off of me.

He flew into the nearby wall. I stood, and he straightened. We collided in a blur of fists. Silviu landed a hard blow to my jaw, making pain flare. I felt the bone crack, the agony nearly blinding me. Instinct drove my movements, and I returned the blow, striking twice in a row.

Thoughts of Carrow fueled me, making me stronger, faster.

Silviu raised a fist for another punch, but I blocked, putting all my strength into my next blow. My fist slammed into his jaw, radiating pain up my arm. He sailed backward and landed in a heap, lying still.


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