“Maven’s beautiful, haunting eyes settle on me for a second, and she sighs. “The blood oath I made to Arati was to cleanse, restore, and…rule the Nether. My soul is kind of tied to it until the end of my life.” I rock back on my heels as those words sink in. “Holy fuck.” “I also kind of tied your souls to the Nether alongside mine,” she adds, clearing her throat. “My bad.” “Oh, thank the fucking gods,” Everett breathes, sitting on the bed near her and Silas like he’s beyond relieved. “I was worried you agreed to do that alone. Good.”