Chapter 125

"She meant why do you need it when you're already so powerful?" Ramsey asked.

Ryze regarded him coolly.

"You like to be in control of the things you fear, don't you? Amaria, its people, the stones, your death?" Ramsey nodded as if answering his own questions. "You're afraid of all of it, aren't you?"

Lightning reflected over Ryze's face and lit the warning in his eyes. "I fear nothing."

"Then you're lacking in some other area you don't want anyone to know about," Ramsey fired back.

"Ramsey," I hissed. "Stop."

Echo and Jon shot him horrified looks.

This would not make Ryze hand over the staff or leave. I wanted him powerless and gone more than anyone, but pissing him off wasn't the way.

"My little sisters are dying without that staff, and you basically just admitted you don't need it." Ramsey held out his arm again. "So hand it over."