Dire Blood (#5) (The Descent Series) - Plot & Excerpts
Chunks of ice floated on an ocean the color of molten steel, cracking and crunching and popping with the tide. The water sluiced toward his feet with foamy fingers.Elise sat on the dock, feet dangling into the ice. She had one of her swords across her lap and a sharpening stone in her hand. She wasn’t dressed well for the cold. She was in a black dress, like the ones she had worn at dance competitions after they had retired from hunting, and her hair hung over her neck in a loose, elegant knot.“You could ruin the geometry if you file that much more,” he said.Elise stood with the sword, swinging it easily through the air in a figure eight and then driving it through an invisible enemy. Her bicep rippled.“Don’t worry about it so much, James. Sometimes swords break. They have to be melted down, reforged, refolded. But they’re sharper the second time. Stronger. Better.”“What are you talking about?” James asked.“Destiny. Inevitability.” She offered the hilt of the sword to him.
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