“Warning for what?” Peter challenged, concern laced within his reply.
“You’re going to do the opposite of what I say, Dungeon Master,” she hissed before spitting a controlled, thin stream of fire at his core.
Peter’s eyes widened as the molten mass stretched out to reach him. It defied gravity and only added to the massive world around him that he no longer had a thread of his reality to hold onto and it showed.
“Mara!” Shaun growled, “You’ll kill him!”
“Will I?” Mara taunted as her virtue burned into his tunic. “The barbarian must know what he is…”
“Aside from an ass?” Fahy murmured to Mara’s liking, of which didn’t make a shred of sense to Shaun.
What the hell was a Dungeon Master? And how in the realms would that thing be anyone’s master, he questioned himself.
Peter scooted b
