Luna stepped up beside me, and as she did the silver mist of her curse brightened, glowing in my sight. “He may not have a future,” Luna said, her voice sharp and commanding. “But I do. You lived in the Arcana Emporium when Alex owned it. Well, now it’s passed to me. I’ll offer you the same deal. Leave Variam, return to the monkey’s paw and the Emporium. You can take your victims, so long as they’re willing. One per year, no more. Leave us in peace, keep to those terms, and I’ll let you use the shop for as long as it’s mine.”
