“You defended yourself, and I’m godsdamn proud of you for that. Tell me how you did it.” The anger in her eyes faltered a fraction. “What?” “You heard me. Tell me how you killed them. Did you use your power?” “For one of them.” “Did you drag it out?” He watched her throat bob with a swallow. “Yes. Forced him to his knees. Took away his air. Took his power.” “And then?” “I shoved a blade through his throat,” she said breathlessly. “Such a violent temptress,” Luka said, his voice all gravel. “And the other?” “I didn’t use any magic. Only blades.” “I would have liked to see that.”
