Chapter 272
Finally—finally—a battle he could join.
Ronan turned and saw he wasn't alone anymore. His allies had arrived.
Shae walked forward with her usual deadly grace, her long blue sword glimmering faintly in her palm. Beside her stood Silver Wing, calm, solid, both hands gripping elegant silver blades. From the void stepped Balor, two dark daggers in his hands, his face just as calm.
And then there was Little One. He shifted out of his microscopic form, body expanding until he stood in his normal human shape.
"Rest now. We'll take it from here," Balor said, patting Ronan's shoulder.
Ronan looked at him, shook his head. They didn't understand. They had no clue how powerful this Dark Emissary really was. If they did, they wouldn't be so relaxed.
"He's too strong," Ronan said. "You'll need my help."
Balor raised a brow. "I think you should take a look at yourself before talking big."
