It was, like, making me crazy-retarded!” Serena held Zane’s arm tightly to her as they headed through the forest and she smiled, leaning against him. “Wow! You’re awfully affectionate, huh? Maybe I should disappear more often,” he chuckled. Serena hauled back and punched him in the arm as they stopped in a clearing in the forest that was filled with fireflies that lit the clearing showing the greens, blue and purples that had begun to glow off of the flowers and grass. “You ever do something like that to me again, and I’m gonna make Maledictus look like an appetizer to this world!” “Holy shit,” Zane nodded slowly, “Well then, for the sake of the world, I must be certain to never allow myself to be killed or injured on an auric level ever again.” Serena giggled, “You’d better fucking believe it.” She smiled at him and kissed his arm where she’d punched him, taking in the sight of the tribal tattoos that were now just that: only tattoos.
