Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Queen Returns

's body is just too weak. She need

the sterile air before Ai

ered apart. She squeezed her eyes shut, her stomach dropping into a bottomless p

o her skin, pinning her limbs to the

agged piece of glass under her ribs and twisted it. Aislinn forced her chin down. Just

pid, frantic rhythm. Beep. Beep. Beep. It was the s

The air in her lungs

rald Spire Academy. The way they had bled her dry in her past life until her

the exact day they ripped the Ph

ing through the massive underground la

creamed in protest. Through the sterile gla

g blue cryogenic vial with a look of pure, sickening mater

o the operating table, her high heels clicking a steady, merci

medical glove, a nervous habit she used to mask her cruelty, befo

bile rise in the back of Aislinn's th

ad into Joi's eyes, her lips pulling back into a slow, bl

nn's eyes sent a visible shudder down the ol

unease, Joi turned h

l AI, her voice stripped of all fake warmth. "We don't w

hirped c

y a thousand. It exploded from the hole in her chest and s

of her own blood flooded her mouth, but she refused to make a singl

lding the blue vial. She walked t

her shoulder without looking back, "the logistics dep

locking mechanisms ground into place, s

chin, pooling on the metal table. But her eyes wer

into the burning wreckage of her own body. She searc

er

she found it. A single, microscopic spark of crim

aring of her nerves. She wrapped her

lared a harsh yellow. The AI detected

ic resolve burned in her irises. She began t

sudden, violent spasms of her muscles.

er heart hammering against her ribs, I'll g

r and tighter. She pushed it right to the