Sayeh, Artemis’ beloved Dragon, is on the cusp of life and death after losing her heartfire in the battle against the Titan Ourea. Now, Artemis is on a Quest to find and bring Sayeh’s heartfire back to her.
The pack grunted and clicked their tongues as they circled Medusa and me. At first glance, they seemed like a wolf pack, but on closer inspection, their form was significantly larger than the wolves seen in the wild.
The teeth snapped again, and I raised my foot, giving him a swift kick just below his jaw, connecting with a dull thud against his thick hide. He reeled back on his haunches, grabbing my foot between his front paws.
“I fear the mortals have met with untimely ends.” I cupped Selene’s elbow in my hand, gently guiding her down to the wet shoreline where the footing was firm. “I do not look forward to the red tide that will wash these shores later.”
I strained, seeking the barest shift in the fabric of the Dream that would indicate that she heard me. But nothing moved. So, I said her name again, louder this time, and was rewarded with more stillness. Panic climbed my spine. As it did, the Darkness stirred again, rolling over, muttering words to twist me.
I grew until I loomed over the villagers like the mountain behind us, my eyes glowing and seething like its volcanic heart. The shadows roiled around me, their matte darkness contrasting the bright sheen of my obsidian skin. A necklace of pale claws fanned around my neck like violent petals, still tipped with blood.