Some areas look like deserts. Some look like ashy forests. It all stretches and mingles together, making it impossible to miss any one thing.
“I’m afraid that other than the fact you have to survive all three days and cross the finish line, there are no rules,” Lucifer goes on. “It’s not like you can leave the boundaries unless you swim in the surrounding moat of hellfire and manage to survive,” he adds carelessly.
“No rules? What about other competitors killing and all that?” I immediately ask, panic pulsing through me.
Gage’s jaw grinds. “It’s another first,” he finally answers.
This course is designed to kill. Not to test.
He’s stripping the rules and making it a kill zone free-for-all amongst thieves, cheats, and murderers who have hellish powers and/or abilities.
I heave out a breath.
“Sounds like she just figured out how bad this is,” Jude drawls.
“I’m going to be exhausted when I finish saving you for three days straight without an ounce of gratitude to show for it,” I deadpan.
Kai snorts, and the other three just grin as I mimic the motions of running a hand through my hair the way they’ve all been doing. Even as I joke, I cast another apprehensive look toward the devil, wondering why the hell he wants them dead so badly.
His eyes settle on their backs as they continue to stare out at the death course from hell’s belly.
Lucifer’s calculated grin stays fixed on his lips as he says, “Let the games begin.”