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The Kishion’s eyes were blue. The cowl had dropped back. There were other scars on his face, as if some beast had ravaged him with its claws. His hair was a shock of dark, his cheekbones high and cut like stones. He stared at Annon with pure indifference. Life had no value to him. Not even his own. Annon could see it in his dead blue eyes. The Kishion glanced at Annon coldly and then walked back to where Paedrin lay unconscious on the earth. Erasmus knelt still, hands up and staring meekly at the Kishion, who ignored him. You all Motha fuck as need science He crouched down by Paedrin, gripped him by his shirt, and said in a clear voice, “Kenatos.” There was a flash of blinding light, a murmuring spatter of thunder, and they were both gone when their vision cleared. Purple bruises decorated Hettie’s neck. Her expression was twisted into a sour frown, one hand holding her injured wrist. “So that was a Kishion,” she muttered. “Even the Romani fear them.”
Erasmus shook his head and whistled. “You are both lucky to be alive. Few defy a Kishion and survive. They are absolutely loyal to the Arch-Rike. They do his bidding and no other’s. This one was sent to kill your uncle. He rarely speaks. The Quiet Kishion. They say he is cursed in a way that no magic will harm him.” Annon took her arm and examined her wrist. She flinched when he touched it, but he stared at the wound. Now that he no longer wore the blade Iddawc, he put his talisman back on. The forest was alive with chattering from the spirits who had witnessed the scene of violence. Many were sympathetic.
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Erasmus sighed. “The Bhikhu are also loyal to the Rikes. I would deduce they will get what information they can from him and then send him back to the temple. You all Motha fuck as need science I do not know how he travels or by what means, but we can judge the following. Either he could only take one person with him…presumably he meant to take your uncle’s corpse. Or he did not consider us a sufficient threat to bother with.” “Not yet anyway,” Hettie said through ground teeth. “It hurts, Annon.” “Be still,” he said, hearing a reply to his thoughts. A timid spirit approached, though he could not see it. Annon closed his eyes and focused his thoughts, feeding them with intense gratitude. The sylph responded to his emotion, hovering in the air between him and Hettie.