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Five seconds.

A large form jumped away from me and fell on the floor with a loud thud.

Three seconds.

“But I wasn’t supposed to die,” Emanuel said softly, and then the whole room felt charged.

Time’s up.

Shit. The whole building shuddered, and then the explosion started to burst through the room.  I left the man of air, knowing he was as good as gone and lifted Draco up and carried him out of the room as fast as I could, not knowing if I could out-run an explosion, but I would try to get us out if I could.

I felt fire caressing me, but didn’t stop until we hit the water.

The salt burned like hell against my back, letting me know I’d been burned, but we had survived.

I let go of Draco, and we both swam up to get some air.

Both of us stared at the blazing island before us.

“Wow.” It was all I could say. I literally ran faster than an explosion. Now that was something that would have never crossed my mind to think.

“I wouldn’t have died. But being in fire, no matter how many times, still sucks,” Draco commented and then turned to find the boat.

Right, the boat.  I couldn’t help but look askance at Draco and wonder how many explosions he must have been through, how many situations that mortal people would have died in?

“Over here!” Rose’s voice called out, and then they were coming in through the gate toward us.  I felt my whole body relax seeing them. I may have burned my back to some degree, but everyone was fine, and we stopped the bad guy.

“I saw you try with Emanuel,”  I said to him before the boat reached us. He kept his eyes on Rose, but commented so only I could hear.

“Sometimes even the darkest of souls can see the light. If they are willing.”