Erick’s POV

The hallway blew up.

Rocks broke all around him as glowing symbols lit up everywhere. Dark magic came out of the walls like blood from a cut. It formed into shapes that looked wrong, not natural.

Erick jumped behind a pillar as a shadow whip went past his head. The mark on his chest burned. It wasn't pain, but a strong feeling that he needed to hurry. Deborah was near. So near he could almost feel her fear.

"Come now, Stormborn," Malachai's voice boomed through the building. ...