Andrev laughed. “Really? Is that the best threat you can manage?” He whipped his spear through the air. “I’ve always been a better hunter than you.”
“Kill the monster,” Savva said, and drew his arm back to throw.
Dalinor tossed his head, howled.
As one, the hunters lunged. Andrev followed. Whatever Rastaban had asked of him, done to him, had awakened something inside of him, and suddenly all of Andrev’s motions were smoother, quicker than ever before.
One moment, Andrev was frozen with indecision. The next, he had Kir on the ground at spear point.
“I could kill you now.”
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