“She is important to our king. Retrieve her, and he will fill you with power far greater than feeble shields.” Was that the price for the humans they’d once been—magic that was somehow immune to what flowed naturally in this world? Or had the choice been taken from them, as surely as their souls had been stolen, too? “Why is she important?” They were now within spitting range. He wondered how long it’d take to replenish the supply of whatever power allowed them to cleave through magic. Perhaps they were buying themselves time, too. The ilken said, “She is a thief and a murderer. She must be
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