Scar was back in his inner realm, and this time it was likely his last. The past two days had been spent fighting King and Bianca.
He had finished all three books Emma gave him. The first, Fire as the End of Hope, told of a deity cast into endless fire for a crime that had brought the world to the edge of ruin. The destruction he had tried to bring about was turned against him, twisted into his prison. They called it Ragnarok.
The last book was different. Divine Melody spoke of none of those things. No fire, no betrayal, no conflict. Instead, it told of a man born with an extraordinary talent for singing, one who was his father's favorite above all else.
It was the only one Scar didn't understand, and a strange one at that, but it didn't matter now. The second book was what held his attention. Ragnarok. Cartel's flame, Chaos. That was all that mattered to him at the moment.
