Chapter 118: White dust

*ASA TRINE*

Letting out a sudden exasperated roar Ephialtes sent me flying back against the ground making my skin chafe against the harsh ground. I hadn’t been prepared for this as I quickly gathered myself up and watched him huff and immediately glide to where I was taking hold of me as he raised me up in the sky far away from his head but tight in his grasp.

The dagger that was in my hand was jabbing in my skin because of the tightness of his hold and with a scream I had to let it go at last when I felt my hand spit open as blood dripped from my hand from where the blade had pierced into my skin.

“You really think you can defeat me? You tiny werewolves? What do you consider yourselves?” he shouted in my face his eyes as close to me as it could be as he swishes me away from the dagger that glinted in the light.

“Let go of her!” Cain shouted coming to help me but he stopped at once when Ephialtes suddenly raised me upside down and squeezing me tighter almost forcing me to