“I take it your weapon can accomplish that?” he asked. “I don’t know,” I said honestly. We’d reached the beach by then, and clambered down the slope of broken rock to the edge of the water. “But it was good enough for the Son of God. I figure it’s in the right league.” Marcone’s eyes widened. One of his hands twitched. “And the adults let you have it?”
Harry needing the blood of Ethniu to bind her, and having the tip of the spear that killed Jesus on the cross.
