Blood Revolution (God Wars, #3) (38 page)

Blood blurred my vision as he landed another powerful punch to my chest. No, he didn't touch my body directly—he settled for sending power in my direction, which manifested in blows I couldn't return.

I'd tried to walk forward at first, and was knocked back too many times.

Then I attempted to hold my ground. Foolish, I know. I was thrown back, time and again.

After that, I struggled to stand, and the blows landed until I was knocked to my knees. He laughed exultantly when that happened. "Where are the others?" he crowed. "Did they send you to challenge me? This is so easy," he carelessly landed another blow to my head. I felt my jaw break as he prepared another strike.

"Avilepha!" Hank's voice—from nearby. What was he doing here? He needed to be far, far away from this. I wasn't sure all of us together—the Three—could take down this monster. He'd grown too powerful and continued to gain power. Hank had no chance against this.

My arms wrapped around myself as another blow landed, breaking ribs and my collarbone. When the next blow landed against my face, I dreamt that the stars I saw fell around me instead of behind my eyes, and the scream that sounded came from my attacker instead of my own throat.

There
. I stood over my humanoid body, staring at it. It looked so frail, huddled as it was on the floor. Bruised. Bloody.
Dead
. I felt nothing as stars continued to fall.

The End

The God Wars continue in Book 4, Blood Love.

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