Waybound (Cradle Book 12)

[That’s a top-quality human vessel you have.

Yerin chose. She decided who needed to die and made it a reality. This wasn’t revenge. It was an execution. In a world that still seemed frozen, Yerin pulled her sword back almost casually. An image in the sky mimicked her movements. Not a sword. A vast, black scythe. “Die,” Yerin ordered. She brought her sword down in a simple overhand chop. And a

“You stone-certain of that, are you?”

But when all other options had been exhausted, when all that was left in life was suffering, sometimes death was the only solution left.

A lifetime of fury burst from him in one word. “KILL!” the Shield Sage roared. For all the people this death would protect, the Shield Icon approved.

Maybe too formidable. Though he hadn’t told his mother everything he’d installed, she could potentially take over most civilized lands using only her drudge.

It was the last step to prepare her to advance to Herald.

A grand halo appeared over him, far too large for his body. The clouds danced, or at least seemed to, and the world warped around the weapon. Half-formed sounds and images flickered in and out of existence for miles around.

madra. This whole device was for madra purification,