Book Seven: Chapter 162

He surprised her by squirming forward and away, digging his head into the ground and tunneling beneath Paradise. When he emerged, it was from the third floor, his mouth open wide as he came down on her from above. Ratu sent up a wave of fire to blind him, followed by a geyser of sand. The heat was intense enough that the sand melted, twisting into brutal spires that Mohan crashed against. He let out a hiss of pain before going back beneath the ground, the molten spikes breaking off as he disappeared.

“Is that all you’ve got?” he whispered, using the wind to communicate. A swirling vortex had formed above Paradise, Mohan’s attempt to create a tornado. Ratu doubted the protective measures the Order had employed extended up into the sky. “You’re no better than a human with a sharp stick.”

Suddenly inspired, Ratu chased after Mohan, using the fire around her body to create tunnels of glass. Up above, she felt the seismic shift as Paradise toppled, large pieces of it collapsi