Destruction!” Kieran twisted at the waist. “Naill! Need your help.” “You could just come and get her,” I said. “You didn’t need to call him.” “Hell, no. I’m not getting anywhere near her. She’s a laruea.” “A what?” “A spirit.” “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered as Vessa continued struggling. “Does she seem like a disembodied phantom to you?”
