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“Let Nezha come for us. I’m going to burn his heart out of his chest.”
“Fine. Then we’ll go to war against the strongest military force in the world.”
“They’re not the strongest force in the world.”
Together, spoke the Phoenix, we will burn down this world
“I am.”
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Finally, spoke the Phoenix. The god’s voice was dimmed by the Seal, but Rin could hear clearly every ring of its laughter. My darling little Speerly. At last we agree.
All shreds of affection she’d once felt for Nezha had burned away. When she thought of him she felt only a cruel, delicious hatred.
Let it smolder, said the Phoenix. Let it grow.
She’d seen the resentment on the faces of her people. The glare in their eyes when they dared to look up. They were not a people grasping for power. Their rebellion would not fracture over stupid personal ambitions. They were a people who refused to be killed, and that made them dangerous.
She had thought that being a weapon might give her peace. That it might place the blame of blood-soaked decisions on someone else so that she was not responsible for the deaths at her hands. But all that had done was make her blind, stupid, and so easily manipulated.
She was so much more powerful than anyone—Altan, Vaisra—had ever let her be. She was finished taking orders. Whatever she did next would be her sole, autonomous choice.
“I will pray for you.”
“Pray for yourself.”
Fool, she thought. You loved him and you trusted him, and you walked straight into his trap.
“You… but you…”
“Don’t try to speak,” Nezha murmured, and he brushed his lips against her forehead as he drove the knife deeper into her back.
She didn’t realize that she had been stabbed until Nezha drew his hand away, and she saw the blood on his fingers.
She slumped to the side. He pulled her into his arms.
“What are you doing?”
“Where’s your injury?” he asked. He pressed his fingers into the scar in her side. “Here?”
“That hurts.”
“Good,” he said.
Fire and water looked so lovely together. It was a pity they destroyed each other by nature.
“You poor thing.”
“What are you talking about?”
She just hugged him tighter. She didn’t want this moment to end. She didn’t want to have to go. “I just don’t want the world to break you.”
Rin spread her arms. “Come here.”
He leaned into her embrace. She held his head against her chest and rested her chin on the top of his head, silently counting his breaths.
She was going to miss him so much.
Nezha gave her a smile. A real smile. “I like when we're on the same side.”
“Me too,” she said, and that, finally, wasn’t a lie. How desperately she wished they could stay that way.
“You’ve known Neha for a few years. You met him when he’d perfected his masks and pretensions. But I’ve known him since we were children. You think that he's invincible, but he is more fragile than you think. Yes, I know he’s a prick. But I also know that he’d throw himself off a cliff for you. Please stop trying to break him."