orb rushed toward me and then it was absorbed by my blade. I had her. I had my Aunt Lara, and now I needed the rest of these poor remnants.
I stepped back into the corridor. “Librarian, how do I free all the remnants?”
Silence greeted me. Crap, I needed the right words. Hmmmm. “Librarian. I wish to extract all remnants.”
“Do you wish to initiate extraction protocol?”
Bingo. “Yes.”
“Bio verification required.”
Oh, fuck.
The beam appeared and rushed toward me. There was no time to run before it was over me. The light pulsed, and I squeezed my eyes closed, knowing exactly what was about to happen.
The light went blue. The same color as the exit button. No.
I burst out from beneath the beam and broke into a sprint down the corridor.
“Extermination protocol activated.”
Wait, what? Fuck, I should have allowed it to eject me.
The air fizzed and a red beam shot out of the ceiling ahead, cutting me off. I skidded to a halt and looked over my shoulder to find the blue beam almost upon me.
Fee sandwich alert.
I shoved through the nearest door to get out of the corridor, and it was only when I was swallowed by darkness that it hit me…
This door was black.
There was a voice. There were words. There was something… someone, a voice in my head, and then I was lying on red earth with a hot breeze kissing my nape. I was no longer in the Edge.
What the hell? How’d I get out?
Something was wrong—a scratching at the back of my mind.
I shook my head to clear it, and my heart sank. There was no way to extract the remnants. Not for me. Fucking Cassius. He had to have known. I pulled myself up and dusted off my clothes.
The Dominion had some explaining to do. Fuck. I needed to find Uriel and get the hell out of here.
“Back already?”
Uriel?
I turned to find the celestial standing several meters behind me with his head bowed, arms loose at his sides. He wasn’t alone. Several malignant stood at his back, their crimson and obsidian bodies heaving as if from exertion, or maybe excitement. I wasn’t too sure.
My scalp pricked in warning. “Uriel?” I took a tentative step toward him. “Are you okay?”
His shoulders heaved, and then a dry rasping sound filled the air. It took a moment to recognize the sound as laughter.
His laughter.
My stomach cramped in warning. Thighs bunching, ready to fight or flee. “Uriel, look at me.”
He raised his head slowly and locked crimson eyes with mine. “Uriel isn’t here right now.”
Oh, boy.
Chapter Three
Uri was no longer Uri. He was possessed, but how? Malignant couldn’t possess a pure celestial, which meant…
“He stays with us,” the thing inside Uri said. “He stays with us, and you leave.”
What? Why would they let me go without a fight? The penny dropped. Uriel must have struck a bargain with them.
Had he agreed not to fight the possession in exchange for them sparing me?
“Yeah, not happening. I go, he goes.”
Uriel’s body shuddered, and then the crimson retreated. “Go, Fee.” It was his voice. “I can’t hold them much longer.” He bit out the words with effort, and then his head fell forward again, and his shoulders heaved as if his body was inflating, being filled with another presence. The malevolent presence.
“No free pass for you, little reaper.” He raised his head, and the thing inside him locked gazes with me, sending a chill shooting up my spine. “No leaving without pain.”
I flicked my wrist, and my scythe materialized. “Pain. Yes. For you.”
“Hurt me, and you hurt him.”
Fuck.
I needed to think fast because the thing wearing Uri was advancing. I had to get it out of him…Oh crap. Yes. There was only one way to do that, but first, I needed to send Aunt Lara into the ether. If only I knew how.
Shit, too late.
Uri rushed me, and I evaded, jumping out of the way and spinning to kick him in the back. He went sprawling across the ground but was up in seconds and gunning for me. No weapons. I couldn’t risk hurting him.
Yet.
“Uri, fight it.”
He lunged, and I punched him in the face.
The malignant may have control of Uriel, but he hadn’t absorbed any of Uri’s fighting skills. He was clumsy with his blows, so even if there was power behind them, I was able to avoid being hit. The malignant circled us, not attacking by some unspoken command, allowing their leader to