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I crashed through the wall, sending shards of worn stone flying in every direction—a feat made especially impressive by the fact that Adam’s room was underground. As I did, Bai Hu rose around me and roared as I discarded the illusion I held over my form, filling the room with the blinding light of my soul and the sound of shattering stone.

Adam, who’d been waiting tensely for the half-hour I’d spent watching him, fell back in his chair and hit the ground rolling. His impromptu somersault wasn’t particularly graceful, but to his credit he moved quickly, drawing his sword in an instant at the sudden intrusion, lashing out with the trained instincts of a Hunter.
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I interrupted him with a laugh.

“Oh, I should have figured,” I smiled as he fell silent. “Of course Raven would try to get you ready, too. Has she been dropping in unannounced, then?”

“Yes,” He nearly spat. “Woke me up at three in the morning by dropping from the ceiling with her sword drawn, so believe me, I get the idea. I can already tell she’s gonna make a habit of this, so I don’t need you making this even worse, okay?”