“I have white hair Ri.”
I felt the earth rumble and I knew Xi was drawing on her elemental powers.
“I’m sure one of the shifters will be more than happy to lick you clean afterwards.”
Gusts of wind blew around us, Riley was summoning his elemental air power.
“Not the hair Riley…it’s not as if they can lick the stains out of my hair. I’ll be looking like a goddess damn pink pixie for the next few days.”
The earth beneath us splintered with her agitation.
An unnatural gust, forced me to turn around to look at Riley with surprise. He was twirling air around Xi’s head and tying it off in a knot. “There. I call it the h-air shield. Get it. Hair…h-air. No blood will get past the shield of air around your head.” He chuckled.
Xi’s jaw dropped and she stumbled.
“Ah shit.” I snickered and shook my head, facing forward.
Xi hissed menacingly. “How long have you known you could do that? How many battles have we fought? How many times have I complained about blood in my hair?”
Riley’s grin faltered and I felt his inquiring gaze on me.
I just shook my head, not bothering to look back at him. “You’re on your own, Ri.”
Xi snarled at him. “When this is over Riley Dragoon, we will be dying your hair pink for the next month.”
Snorting laughter bubbled from my smirking lips.
“Goddess, I missed you both so much.” I breathed.
Riley caught up to me and nudged my shoulder. “We missed you too, Rem. Now shall we show these shifters what it’s like to fight alongside shadow forces? The real legends of this story?”
Xi caught up to me on my other side and whispered conspiringly in my ear. “He’ll be a legend alright. A pink haired one.”
Chapter 50
Therewassweetsilencebehind me and nothing but ear splitting wails of wraiths in front of me. Remnant had completed her task and now it was time for me to complete mine.
Avenging flower pissing gnomes.
“It is as you said, they are attacking outside the deadlands…in broad daylight.” Tyr hissed.
I ran my tongue along my extended fangs. “The gateway is weakening and Deirdre’s influence is getting stronger.”
I growled grimly at the way the wraiths moved in a lazy, unhurried manner that held no concern for their own lives. Their blood drenched cloaks dripped upon my beloved valley like a bad omen, killing anything it touched. The ghastly stench accompanying them was an offense to my nostrils.
Tyr’s eyes narrowed. “By my count there are over two hundred wraiths out there. That damned bitch is measuring our strength and showcasing hers.”
I could feel the restlessness of my warriors at my back as we watched the amassing horde. “So it would seem. Let’s be done with this.” I snarled. “I’d love a good night’s worth of sleep for once.”
We both turned and faced our armies with ferocious roars.
Tyr’s voice rang proudly as he faced them. “Let us make sure none of those abominations live to suffer another fucking day! Show them the might of the shifters, the might of Finlandia, the might of our king, and the might of what it means tolive!”
Cheers rose up and dozens of flashes sparked across the valley adding snarls, screeches, hisses, growls, and everything else in between. The sound itself rumbled the valley and shook the very lands. The Red Caps trembled in the wake of the battle cries of my people.
Allof my people. Not just the shifters answered the call of battle, elemental and water fae roared along with them. Equipped with their power and steel, we made a fearsome sight.
An enormous yet soft head nudged my side and I smirked down at Tyr’s white bengal tiger who purred against my hand. His long whiskers pulled back over black lips to show off gleaming white razor teeth that were ready to tear into any wraith who dared to approach him. He nudged me harder this time.
