Pyra shoved the door open. Her face was pale, and blood ran down her arm from a nasty gash that soaked her sleeve.
She leaned against the frame for a second, breathing hard.
"Bad news," she said, her voice tight. "Really bad."
Liam jumped up from where he had been sitting and rushed over.
He grabbed her arm carefully, lifting it a bit to look at the wound without touching it too much.
His stomach twisted at the sight of all that blood. "Pyra, what the hell happened? What kind of monster did this to you?"
Pyra winced but kept her eyes on him. "It wasn't just one. A whole swarm of them.
We were cutting through the valley near the forest on our way back.
I thought I could take a few out, but there were way too many. They just kept coming."
Beatrix let out a sharp laugh from the side, crossing her arms. "Finally. The fire bitch got humbled."
Liam shot her a hard look. "Beatrix, not now. This isn't the time to start shit."
