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"You guys will get used to her. She's not going to reap any of you because she promised that she wouldn't."
Cecelia nodded. "You two kind of match. She will keep your nonsense in check, and make sure you do the human things like eat and sleep. You're even getting laid for once. I feel like I don't know what to do."
"What you will do is not spy on us when we are fucking," Vanth said, laughing as she pouted.
"Why are you so determined to ruin my Afterlife."
"Go haunt a sex club, you perve. I'll move you to one myself if that's how you want to spend your time."
"I don't know about a sex club, but I wouldn't mind an outing to Galen's place. He's not bad for an Irishman," Cecelia replied and pulled on his braid. "You should take me over there before you leave. In case you die horribly."
Vanth opened his mouth to reply when a wave of magic hit him hard enough to knock him back a step.
"What the fuck? Vanth!" Elektra said, coming down the stairs.
"That wasn't me, princess."
Cecelia flickered. "Vanth? Something is wrong. I don't feel so good. Something is tearing at me!"
Vanth reached for her hand and fed her some energy. "What do you mean?" he asked.
The strange magic was still scorching the air, leaving a taste of iron in his mouth.
"The other ghosts... Oh, Sweet Mother Mary. Vanth, it's taking us! It's taking us all!" Cecelia screamed, her body flickering.
Vanth grabbed her other hand. "Hold on, Cecelia!" he urged, panic overwhelming him. He tried to feed her more of his magic, but she began to vanish through his fingertips. "No, no, no."
Her big eyes turned silver. "I never told you that I stuck to you that day in London because you were so lost. More lost than me. And so alone. I knew I could never leave until you had someone that would have your back," she said and touched his face. "You look after each other now."
"Cecelia, don't let go," Vanth urged. "Don't leave me."
Cecelia smiled. "I can't stop it, honey. It's got us all."
"No! Cecelia!" Vanth's hands were empty. He had only seen a ghost disappear like that once before.
"Tarael?" Elektra whispered, her face pale. "What just happened? I've never seen that... I can't feel any of your ghosts anymore."
"It's because they were all just stolen," he said, voice flat. "There's either someone else in the city, ghost trapping for power, or it's Lazarus. I killed the last trapper. He's in the basement being a ghoul. I made sure all of his devices and research were destroyed." Vanth's power pulsed angrily under his skin, reacting to the boiling anger in his veins.
"What are we going to do? What do you need?" Elektra said, her hand wrapping around his forearm. "I'm with you."
She was calm and steady as a rock despite the power pulsing out of him. He held onto that calm and tried to pull it inside of him.
"We need to go and see the fucking dragons," he growled. "And this time, I'm not taking no for an answer. It might get me into big trouble. Or burned alive. You never know."
"Sounds like fun." Elektra kissed his cheek. "And I just thought of the perfect plan to get us in front of them."
The dragon districtof Inferno lay at its very heart. Originally, the plans of the city had been circular, like ancient Baghdad, but the population of Inferno had grown around it, so from the air, it now represented a flower.
The heart was still a circle and still run by the dragons because the original five still lived there. The eldest, Azhdaha, was the not-so-secret king of Inferno. The dragons wanted everyone to look after their own people and have their own autonomy, but if problems got big enough to get the dragons' attention, then everyone in the situation was fucked. Nobody wanted the dragons' attention.Ever.
That was why Vanth was looking up at the black and gold building before him, wondering if what he was about to do was a good idea. Okay, he knew it was a verybadidea, but Galen was right. If Lazarus succeeded in raising an undead army, then only the dragons would be strong enough to protect the city.
Elektra sat beside him, dressed in her reaper suit and her sleeveless hooded robe. They would do their best to warn the dragons, and then they would head straight to the temple.
"You got this?" Vanth asked. He wasn't sure what the plan was exactly, but Elektra held herself with her usual confidence. She cocked a brow at him.
"Why? You nervous?"
