Chapter 43 – Reanimated

LAMIA

Tightening the grip on my swords, my fingers curl around the handles, claws extending from my nails and cutting into my palms.

Very few times have I felt the inner power of my gifts or needed to use them but today I recall the first time. The first time Inanna whispered in my head to use my blades; the first time I was told the blades I hold would channel my strengths.

The blood from my palms seeped into the handles, and the sharp cool steel began to glow with my essence, coming alive once more, and that authoritative energy that scared even me began to claim my body.

I felt energy rise up, vibrating and zinging inside me. My anger at the current situation and the god that has killed my people mercilessly, drove me to feel unhinged.

Like a blazing volcano hate and intolerance rose to the surface. My eyes glowed brilliantly green, so fierce that I could feel their heat like a burning fire.

Through the rain and flashes of light, my hair dripping and plastered to my face, I peered t