*Fynn*

I could see the way Ragnar's massive hand wrapped around Sage's small one. I saw the way she gingerly pulled him toward her, helping him off the ground. I could see the evidence of her magic still lingering in the air, a smell like the coppery tang of blood.

Charging toward them, I could hardly think straight. All I knew was that I saw red when I saw Ragnar come into contact with her.

I'd been feeling off all day, having to leave early this morning to ...