Before the black bolt could reach Thal, it impacted on a flash of silver that flicked through its path. The bolt burst into a dark dust and the knife it had struck spawn away into the sands, ripped free fromt he cloth that had been trailed behind it. The tapestry withdrew, arching over the dirt back behind Ulanan, where a suddenly tall and gray figure stood like a shadow cast in the air. With a knife limp in his other hand, the tapestry curling behind him, the figure looked down at Ulanan. "You wanted me here, and here I am. Aren't you glad?"
K'ile didn't notice the bolt or its deflection. Holding stubbornly onto K'aijeen with one hand, he met Thal with his other hand, blistering hot. "All you'll get over here is more of the same!"
K'ile didn't notice the bolt or its deflection. Holding stubbornly onto K'aijeen with one hand, he met Thal with his other hand, blistering hot. "All you'll get over here is more of the same!"
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