My heart pounded harder as I bowed my head respectfully. I don’t know why I said what I did, exactly. I just know that my instincts screamed at me that it was the right thing to say, my voice infused with my will. “I am Harry Dresden, and I give thee a name, honored spirit. From this day on, be thou called Demonreach.” Its eyes flashed, burning more brightly, sending out tendrils and streams of greenish fire in a nimbus around its head. Then Demonreach mirrored my gesture, bowing its own head in reply. When it looked up, its head turned briefly toward the cottage. Then the wind rose again, and
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