Finding Kincaid

"The wizard is nothing," Magog growled. "If the girl is not found, and swiftly, none of this will matter to us."
Tessa snapped her fingers and once again did that disgusting little trick where the mouth of the mantis form opened and the head of a pretty young girl emerged, smiling. "Of course," she said, looking at Deirdre. "I should have thought of it sooner."
Deirdre tilted her head. Blades whispered murderously against one another at the gesture. "Of what?"
"The entire strength of this plan is predicated upon attacking the child, not the Archive," Tessa said, her smile turning vicious. "Ignore the girl. Bring me the Hellhound."

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It took me about a second to see what Mantis Bitch had in mind, and half that long to hate her for it.
Ivy didn't have a family. Until I'd given one to her, she hadn't even had a name. She'd just been "the Archive." What she had was a world of power and responsibility and knowledge and danger-and Kincaid. While the Archive would know that the proper decision would be to allow Kincaid to die in order to protect the sanctity of the Archive, Ivy wouldn't be making the decision with the same detached calm. Kincaid was the closest thing she had to family. She wouldn't let them hurt him. She couldn't.
Damn them, to take a little girl's loneliness and use it against her like that.

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