Dakshana heard Minka’s voice, the whistle of a spear, and then she was on her feet, out the door.
Chadstone had caught the spear and he twirled it absently, tracing a complicated pattern in the air. The Elders looked shocked and awed at his skill. His smile was amused, and the way his gaze was dark, hooded was dangerous.
“So hostile, sweet girl. I do enjoy someone with a bit of spirit, if you’d like to try me on for size --”
“Away, demon!” Minka cried, and her wand wove the sign against evil.
Chadstone laughed, the sound musical and heartbreaking.
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