“I think it’s one of mine,” Minka said. “We didn’t really defeat my last one, did we? We just sort of --”
“What is it?” Dakshana refused to talk about her own stupidity.
“The place of names was my worst nightmare as a child,” Minka said. “So...my next worst nightmare is --” She swallowed hard.
The ice-blue lights flickered. Dakshana flinched and stepped closer to Minka.
“Tell me what it is and I’ll figure out how to defeat it.” She could see them, dancing in her mind - the symbols painted on the wall in the place of names. Runes. Magic.
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