Savva raised his spear, poised to throw.
Andrev let his power curl through him once more, and then he had the claws of a tiger. He reached out, placed his foot squarely on Kir’s throat, and smirked when he thrashed.
“Kill me and your only son dies,” he said.
“Savva,” Ket pleaded.
“He’s a demon! He’d kill us all!’
“You tried to kill me first,” Andrev said.
Rastaban looked aggrieved. “Please, everyone, can we just calm down? We can talk about this like rational people --”
“He’s not a person,” Savva said, jabbing his spear at Andrev, “and neither are you.”
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