Through his peripheral vision, Remi could sense one of the wolves collapsing while the other two scurried off into the night. He could smell blood, thick and hot in the air wafting towards him, and the lion rumbled a low warning sound as saliva began to drip from his open mouth. His muscles coiled beneath a body still magically frozen—luckily for Jigano—and despite the sudden and pressing desire to finish what the wolves started, he was calmed by the sudden appearance of Vai’s hands in his mane. REMI
How do you steal what you really want
When what you really want is free? |
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.