Chapter 120 Pay The Price

KAELITH

Finally.

The sound of the shower running through the walls was music to my ears. For once, I was grateful Mr. Wyvern-Primordial was a narcissist who enjoyed long, indulgent showers with whatever weird soap he probably made himself. I didn't waste a second.

I turned to Tessara, who was still slouched against the corner, pale and barely conscious.

"Stand up," I said urgently. "We're escapin