ThatOneWeirdo
One Thousand Club
Blair
"None of you idiots understand." Blair spat angrily, barely able to stand. "It isn't a physical wound. It's Underworld lingering on me. No Apollo magic whisks it away. Nectar does nothing. Ryder, please tell them." She asked the older male.
"None of you idiots understand." Blair spat angrily, barely able to stand. "It isn't a physical wound. It's Underworld lingering on me. No Apollo magic whisks it away. Nectar does nothing. Ryder, please tell them." She asked the older male.