Exotic Japanese Bush Collection Vol 1
3 His boots thudded on the hallway. Zanyia yowled and hissed. It was so hard to fight my depraved passions. I stuck my head out of the satchel and peered up at Sven’s tall form towering over me. “There,” she said after another thirty heartbeats. It wouldn’t hurt, right? I gasped and stumbled after him. I twisted myself around, my arms sinking into the material. I lunged forward, balling my fist. “See, Captain, I told you the queen would reward us.”
“It was my realization, Turlough,” another voice said. “The guards will soon realize that we didn’t just evaporate into thin air, but that they were lured away by decoys.”
Sven found my hand, squeezed it. Kora ducked a ball of streaming death then burst out of the courtyard into the palace. Right now. The world boiled around us, wafting like a mirage as the queen’s will, guiding the stream of spirits, struck the portal.