“Well, well,” he mused. Racking her brain, she hurried to the rear wall, then grabbed up the tin pot in which the gruel had been served. “It will take more than that to convince me,” she answered. “Are you using the craft to summon that amazingspeed?” he demanded.
“Like the way the misguided Coven abducted yoursister?” Xanthus asked. Hereand there a dead, white-winged Gallipolai could be seen among the other victims. “That won’t be needed,” she answered. He found sitting beside a campfire and talkingcraft theory with a mortal enemy maddening.
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