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Guess they didn’t have a clue that the average can only

had about ten seconds’ worth of foam—and she’d already shot at least eleven.

They pinned her with malevolent gazes. It gave new

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depth to the ideaif looks could kill.Then one grew bold

and crept forward.

As Roxy backed away, a glint of metal on the

ground caught her eye. It was her second knife, the one

that hadn’t been melted. She dove, rolled, grabbed and

surged to her feet.

She flicked the blade open and threw.

It landed dead center between one of the

concubine’s eyes as she leaped forward, blackened

talons outstretched. Roxy hurled the empty fire extinguisher with all the force she could muster. It hit the

creature square in the chest.

Dagan moved into the path of the advancing group,

one man against a small army. He lunged and caught

the hair of the fire genie closest to him as she made to

slither past.

Roxy turned to the woods and ran. The pain in her

ankle was so bad she wanted to howl. Later. No time

for that now. She could hear the snarls of the fire

genies, and the harsh rasp of labored breathing, but

she didn’t look back. She’d done all she could for

him, more than a self-proclaimed enemy of the

Daughters of Aset deserved. Her conscience ought

to be clear.

So why did guilt bite at her like a rabid rat? It

slapped her, but she slapped it right back. No sense

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