“At least we each have a guardian astrid,” Newel said optimistically. “I think my astrid could take yours,” Doren muttered to Newel. “Keep dreaming,” Newel chuckled. “Mine looks like he could break yours in half with his bare hands.” “He’d have to catch him first,” Doren countered. “Mine looks quick and wiry.” “Neither of us should get too cocky,” Newel replied. “I’ll wager Kendra has the best ones.” “No doubt,” Doren huffed. “She has connections.”
