Elsbeth.
I could still feel the heat of the fire in my veins, even though the flames had vanished. The aftershocks of the inferno burned beneath my skin, coursing through my body with an energy that was both terrifying and exhilarating. My pulse throbbed in my temples, and my breath came in shallow, ragged bursts. I was still alive—still standing—though I could feel my legs trembling with exhaustion, with the weight of everything that had happened.
But I couldn't stop. Not now. Not when we were so close. The Watcher—Julia—had taken everything from us, and now it was time to return the favor.
