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The Art Of Dying CHAPTER 52
ERINA'S POVHer hand slipped from mine before I even realized I'd let go.Cara's voice was so clear. So real. Not like the other whispers that filled the Void with their hollow malice. This was her. My sister. The person I'd failed.*Erina, I'm here. I've been waiting.*"Cara?" I whispered into the darkness.*I'm so cold. So alone. Please don't leave me here.*"Where are you?"*Just ahead. A little further. Please, Erina. I need you.*Behind me or was it beside me now? I heard shouting. Mia's voice. Axel's. They were calling my name, telling me to stop, to come back. But they sounded distant. Muffled. Like I was hearing them through water.Cara's voice was closer. Clearer.*They don't understand. They never lost someone like you lost me. They don't know what it's like to carry that guilt. That weight. But I do. I understand.*"I'm sorry," I said, tears streaming down my face. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there. I should have been home. I should have..."*It's okay. I forgive you. But you h
The Art Of Dying CHAPTER 51
MIA'S POVI woke to darkness and pain.Not the soft darkness of sleep. Not the gentle ache of healing. This was different. Sharp. Wrong. Like someone had taken sandpaper to the inside of my skull."She's awake," someone said. Axel. His voice was closer than I expected.I tried to open my eyes. The world swam. Blurred. Slowly came into focus.Axel's face appeared above me, relief flooding his features. "Mia. Thank god.""What...." My throat was raw. "What happened?""The Enforcer. You erased part of it. Used too much power. You've been unconscious for eighteen hours."Eighteen hours. I tried to sit up. Everything protested."Easy," Axel said, helping me. "Kara said you need to take it slow. Your brain was hemorrhaging.""Kara?""Survivor. Been stuck in the Abattoir for two years. She saved your life."I looked around. We were in a cave. Supplies stacked against walls. Medical equipment I didn't recognize scattered around. And there, sitting by the entrance was a woman I'd never seen b
The Art Of Dying CHAPTER 50
AXEL'S POVThe first thing I saw when we emerged from the portal was blood.Too much blood.Brady was on his knees, breathing hard, with Mia draped across his lap. Her face was pale—too pale—and covered in drying blood. Marcus was beside them, clutching his ribs and looking like he might pass out at any moment."What happened?" I demanded, already moving toward them."Enforcer," Brady gasped. "Twenty feet tall. Mia erased part of it but the nosebleed won't stop. She passed out and I couldn't...."I was already there, taking Mia from him. Her skin was cold. Too cold. And the blood, it wasn't just from her nose anymore. Her ears were bleeding too. Small capillaries had burst in her eyes, leaving red spiderwebs across the whites."Mia." I shook her gently. "Mia, wake up."Nothing."She used her power," Marcus said. He was bent over, hands on his knees. "Erased the Enforcer's arm. But it took everything. Too much. She collapsed and wouldn't wake up."Willow was there with medical supplie
The Art Of Dying CHAPTER 49
MIA'S POVThe Enforcer was bigger than any we'd faced before. Twenty feet of armored death machine, its body covered in plates that looked like they'd been forged from nightmares and bad decisions. Its eyes glowed that sickly blue color I'd come to associate with administrator technology, cold, calculated, and completely without mercy."TARGETS IDENTIFIED," it announced in a voice that was more mechanical screech than words. "MIA D'LORNE. BREE DEBOIS. CAPTURE PROTOCOLS AUTHORIZED. LETHAL FORCE APPROVED.""Well," Bree said, backing up slowly. "That's not good.""Understatement of the century."The Enforcer moved. Not with the lumbering gait you'd expect from something that size. It moved fast, hydraulics screaming as it lunged forward with one massive arm.We dove in opposite directions. The arm crashed into the floor where we'd been standing, punching through metal and concrete like they were paper."Okay," Bree gasped, rolling to her feet. "New plan. We run.""Can't. It's blocking t
The Art Of Dying CHAPTER 48
MIA'S POVThe Void wasn't just dark. It was the absence of light. The absence of everything. I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. Couldn't see Axel beside me. Could only hear breathing, heavy, panicked breathing from all of us."Everyone okay?" Axel's voice came from my right."Define okay," Brady muttered from somewhere ahead."Willow's hurt," Walter said. His voice was tight with worry. "The blade got her deep. She's bleeding.""I'm fine," Willow protested, but I could hear the pain in her voice."We need light," Erina said. "The crystals Dracula gave us..."There was rustling. Then a soft glow appeared as Erina pulled out one of the crystals. The light was weak, barely pushing back the darkness, but it was enough to see each other.Willow's shoulder was soaked with blood. Walter was already applying pressure with torn fabric from his shirt."How bad?" I asked, moving closer."Bad enough," Walter said. "She needs medical attention. Real medical attention.""We'll patch her u
The Art Of Dying CHAPTER 47
MIA'S POVWe ran through the Abattoir's maze of catwalks, the woman, Sarah, had finally told us her name was Sarah, stumbling between Marcus and Brady. Behind us, the Hunter Units gave chase, their mechanical legs clanging against metal with rhythmic precision."There!" Walter pointed ahead. A service door marked with maintenance symbols. "That might lead to the lower levels!""Or it might lead to more processing stations," Willow countered."Only one way to find out!"We crashed through the door. It opened into a narrow stairwell that spiraled downward into darkness. The emergency lights here were dimmer, flickering, creating shadows that moved like living things."Down," Axel ordered. "Fast."We descended. The stairs seemed endless. My legs burned and my lungs ached. And worst of all, I could feel my power trying to surface. Trying to help but every time I reached for it, it slipped away like water through my fingers.The memory loss had broken something fundamental. Dracula had wa
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