War slid his ax onto his back and cautiously walked around her then stared at the new mark beside many others Hel already possessed. “New shielding magic? Have you made yourself invincible now?” Hel tugged his black shirt back up and looked Valeen over. “It wasn’t me.” War’s brows furrowed. “Perhaps the Maker spared you and that is a mark you are favored.” “Perhaps.” He might believe so if he didn’t see the same mark on Valeen’s shoulder that hadn’t been there moments before.
