As a precaution, the mystics had used a signature scope to check Tristan’s blood signature, whileJessamay had looked deeply into his eyes to confirm their findings. Lifting herhands, she graciously gestured about the room. I can die now, he thought, like the warrior I was trained to be. Closing her eyes, Serena did her best to calm herself.
They weren’t being cut down bywhatever was attacking them. The grisly scene had been going on for hours, and the eager Darkling showed no signs ofstopping. The whirling axe came around again, but this time Tristan raised his dreggan a fraction of asecond too slow. Tristan looked back at Wigg.
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