“They have infrared vision as well as—” “Why are you answering?” Zylas cut in. “Zh’ūltis!” “Stop calling me stupid!” He grabbed the front of my sweater. The three men took urgent steps closer, but Zylas merely yanked me to my feet. As he wobbled unsteadily, I put my arm around his waist, bracing him. He growled at me. “I don’t believe what I’m seeing,” the volcanomage rumbled. “Me neither,” Girard muttered. Darius nodded slowly. “This is quite the conundrum, isn’t it?” This man was a guild master. He had influence and authority in the mythic community, and I had no idea what to do now that he
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