Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***
I'll kill him. I'll kill him. I'll kill him. I'll kill him. I'll kill him.
Swallowing the cold, hard, killing intent barreling from out my bones, a tight knot caught itself in my throat, expanding the longer I stared at this… at this filth.
'Yeah! Let's tear off his legs and beat 'em with them! Then we'll rip his entrails out and force-feed this rapist his own guts! Come on! Ves' hounded Lily in my ear.
That sounds good.
But it wasn't the time for emotions. I needed information. And this idiot was handing it to me.
"Iza…" continued Dienos," Iza and I are in the same boat. And you're her brother. I felt it was right approaching you first. You know, man to man, to see if it were alright. I wouldn't want to make my intentions seem—"