Xorion’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "Release my sister and I promise not to hurt you too much. You've overstepped!"
Forrest's hold on Xiomara tightened imperceptibly as eitr practically licked her skin. "Do it now or she dies. You may have survived many things but we all know that eitr can kill gods. It can take one— whatever she is!"
"I am half demon and half witch," Xiomara let out a nervous laugh. 'And you have no idea what you are up against."
"I don't f*****g care!" Forrest snarled.
"Xor!" Xiomara struggled in his grip, now barely able to utter a word as Forrest clenched his fingers tighter, obstructing her airways. Her confidence now supplanted by genuine fear as her predicament sunk in.
Xorion, however, looked unbothered, languidly weighing his options until his lips crept into
