Some of the other hunters looked alarmed as well. Andrev fought the urge to duck his head as he always had, let his hair fall into his eyes. Some of the other Wanderers fell in to flank him, and Andrev wondered, for the first time, if he had friends.
Were the Wanderers really so carefree that they thought nothing of the boy marked as a demon in their midst?
“He won’t have time to watch the show - he will be playing my song,” Kana said.
Kir blinked. “Kana --”
“Come along, Andrev, we must rehearse.” Kana tugged on his wrist gently.
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