Replaced by His First Love
The only thing I have left, and he’s using the blood to buy his way back in.
"Prepare the transport, Blackwood," Phoenix said, her voice clinical and dead.
She turned her back on them, her white blazer fluttering like a shroud.
"If he gets so much as a scratch, I will use your own silver blade to end your line. Starting with you."
"Understood," Kael whispered to the shadows.
The armored convoy sat idling in the dark. The engines were a low, impatient thrum.
Phoenix took the passenger seat of the lead APC. The coordinates for the Black Abyss Ruins glowed a malevolent, pulsating crimson on the screen.