08/03/2026 10:39

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I had the feeling that Edward had just put the word out for zero survivors. But he stayed kneeling, staring at the cut flesh with eyes that still blazed pale blue fire. Harold, Edward said, you brought backup. But he blocked the door with his bulk, and growled out, Anita, but not the others.

I waved him away, and he didn't argue. He lies, she said. Confidence is a fine trait. I turned back to him.