Andrev felt his blood run cold when he saw Kana snap back to attention, reach down and fiddle with one of her bracelets.
But then she shook her head and giggled once more. “Silly boy,” she said, “you’re a hunter, not a Wanderer. You will take no token from me.” And she skipped off into the crowd.
Kir stared after her, angry and determined.
Andrev knew that look; it was the same look Kir wore when prey escaped during an important hunt. The prey never escaped for long.
Andrev turned away and did his best to vanish into thin air.
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