Carefully, he brought the tip of his finger down onto the dagger’s point, drawing his own blood. Amma realized a second too late, a shadow enveloping the weapon before she could pull back, and it was ripped away. She jumped after it as it was held aloft, but Xander only pulled the shadow up out of her reach. “You’re still a delight though!” He squealed with laughter, sending the weapon up onto a high shelf with the flick of his hand and striding deeper into the parlor.
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