“About that roar I heard earlier,” I said. “What about it?” Confirmation enough. At least I wasn’t delirious. “What was it?” “A monster.” I rolled my eyes. “That doesn’t answer my question.” “Does it matter?” “Yes.” I looked up at his profile, waiting. His silence gave me a moment to scrutinize his face, searching for flaws. There were none. In a way, he looked a bit like Zavier. The Guardian was larger, though. His features more pronounced. Bolder. But they had a few similarities. The straight nose. The slight hollows beneath cheekbones. The sharp jaw. How had I not noticed before? Were they
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