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- Gunfire crackled out in the haze somewhere, and I staggered and nearly fell as I found myself back in my own body fully once more.
- Grimalkin? I thought.
- Not now, Knight, came the pained and furious reply.
- Mab? I thought, experimentally.
- I heard, my Knight, came Mab’s voice, throbbing in the vaults of my mind. It would be ideal were you in position behind Ethniu when the time comes.
- I ground my teeth. You don’t ask for much, do you?
- Whinging does not become the Winter Knight, Mab said.
- Listen and his people will wipe my volunteers out if I leave them.
- Mab’s mental hiss was painful. They will also die if Ethniu is not defeated, along with your city. There is no time for arguments. Choose.
- Dammit.
- Mab’s logic was cold and inhuman.
- And it wasn’t wrong.
- Battle Ground Chapter 26, Page 242
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