"Zyair!
Iridessa's voice tore through the dark hallway, sharp as lightning and piercing to the ear.
Her heart pounded louder than the lightning; time passed, breath seized, and her throat burned.
"He's not coming!"
Then, footsteps emerged from the shadows.
Faster than a cheetah...
Yet heavier than a raindrop.
Iridessa gasped, realizing the one pinning her to...