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January 30 - February 7, 2024
Lidia turned Mordoc and the two snipers into ashes with a thought. Until all that remained of them was the molten silver from the darts in their collars, pooled on the ground. Another thought, and the pack of dreadwolves, now skidding to a halt in panic, met the same fate.
“Priestess,” Apollion hissed, and Roga lifted eyes brimming with disdain and disgust to the Prince of the Pit. “Still wondering if I’m going to do anything with those books?” Roga snapped at Apollion. She pointed to Bryce, dead on the ground. “Don’t you think if they had some power, I’d be using it right now to save that girl?” Apollion glowered at her. “You’re a born liar, priestess—”
Where are you?? I’m having separation anxiety! Get back here!!! Another buzz, and she added, After you do whatever you need to, I mean. Like, I’m supportive of you taking space for yourself and doing what has to be done. Another buzz. But also get back here right now. Hunt choked on his laugh. He had everything he needed. Everything he’d ever want. Don’t get your panties in a twist, Quinlan, he answered. I’ll be back soon. Then he added, Actually, do me a favor and take your panties off altogether.

