cut it.” He opened his hand, palm up. The dagger she lost. Of course. “Go,” Sicarius said. “It’ll be after me, not you.” “Bye.” Maldynado headed for the door. “Stop,” Amaranthe said. He surprised her by obeying. She stepped over the fallen wizard and grabbed Sicarius’s arm. “You’re coming with us.” “I cannot. It will know whose hand slew its master. It will follow me. There’s no escape.” He retracted his arm. “Go.”
