Chadstone glanced up and caught Dakshana’s gaze. She glared for a moment before stubbornly looking away. That was precisely what he needed. He reached up to the necklace at his throat, at the shard of crystal carved with Living Runes, and loosened the cord. It was long enough he could use it now, and after a glance to make sure Dakshana was still looking away, he stabbed the shard downward. Blue-black liquid, like dripping shadows, welled at his fingertip, and he drew with the liquid before his healing kicked in.
The circle thrummed to life. Dakshana fainted. Srina vanished.
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