CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Phoenix was sleepily watching the fire-eating display when Brynn came up behind and tapped him on the shoulder.
The boy yawned. “I’m off to bed. Jade’s already gone. See you in the morning.” He gave Marcus a jaunty wave.
Looking up with a smile, Phoenix opened his mouth to say good-night but was silenced by a massive crack of thunder that sounded almost overhead. A brief flash of blinding, white-purple-blue light blazed across the camp at the same instant. Phoenix jumped to his feet, blinking away the spots that now danced in front of his eyes. Blódbál was already in his hand, although he didn’t remember drawing it.
“Wow,” Cadoc looked up at the clear night sky. “That was weird. There’s not even any storm clouds. I didn’t think you could get lightning without
