"Reaper," Nyx murmured, causing Isabelle to frown in confusion.
"What is…" she hesitated before rephrasing, "Who is Reaper?" As anxious as she was, curiosity still got the better of her. But realizing Nyx wasn't in a state to explain, she chose not to press further.
"How do I reach him?" she asked instead. Whoever this Reaper was, she was certain Skye knew about him too—she had overheard the name before while eavesdropping.
"He's here," Nyx responded, already feeling some relief from her pain. Isabelle, however, didn't understand and stared at her in confusion.
Just as she was about to ask what Nyx meant, an overwhelming sense of dread washed over her. Years of being trapped in the Underworld had sharpened her awareness of dark presences, and whatever was in the room now was the very embodiment of darkness. A chill ran through her, making her instinctively step back.
Whoever this is, is more dangerous than Hades himself, Isabelle thought. The thought sent shivers down her spine.
