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and kept going. The accessory table almost hit him in the head. We ducked again. The sofa was lifting off the floor and we were still too far away. Twenty-five hands away.
We were both shocked when the sofa was dumped onto the floor with a resounding thump, raising dust off the rug when it fell. Our two targets were still furiously attempting to cast spells but nothing was happening. Teeg didn't even spare me a glance; he rushed forward so fast and had two heads knocked together so quickly I barely saw him move.
The warlock Teeg shot with his ranos pistol was dead; the other two were unconscious when Teeg called Astralan on his communicator. Astralan and Stellan appeared only ticks later, metal cuffs in hand.
"What are those?" I asked as Astralan and Stellan placed them around each warlock's wrists.
"They used to make something like this to control vampires," Teeg sounded proud of himself. "These control wizards and warlocks. Handy, huh?"
"You mean they can't use their power if those are in place?"
"That's exactly what it means." Astralan sounded quite sure. I stared at Teeg. He had been busy. No doubt it was the same sort of technology that he'd used on the chip in my collarbone. A double-edged sword, in every sense.
"Now, let's go back, I want a bath." Teeg was finished here. Astralan folded us back to Teeg's apartment while Stellan took charge of our prisoners. Both prisoners were waking inside a cage much like the one I'd been stuck in while convalescing. This cage was in one of the bedrooms—Teeg showed me.
Farzi and Nenzi were there to help guard our captive warlocks while Teeg and I cleaned up and Astralan went back to destroy the compound. It was a shame Teeg wanted it destroyed—I thought the architecture was a work of genius. Surely, Zellar hadn't built it himself. More than likely, he'd killed the one who had built it and taken it for himself.
"Reah," Teeg hadn't been willing to bathe separately. Now he was kissing my shoulder. Caressing my ribs and hips. "Did they hit you anywhere, sweetheart?"
"Just little bits of stuff hit me," I said.
"You said stuff ." We didn't get out of the shower for a while.
* * *
"What are you going to do with your prisoners?" I asked Teeg as I set out two plates of food to serve the rogue warlocks. The rest of us had eaten already. Nenzi had helped me cook, cutting up vegetables and such.
"Ask them questions. Tomorrow, when they've had time to think about things."
"And then what?"
"I have plans for them."
"You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"No. But I am taking you out for a little while. Then you're going to bed. You look tired."
"Where are we going?" Stellan had come with us as protection. We'd walked out of the building that housed Teeg's penthouse apartment and then to a shopping district just a few ticks away.
"To pick up something I ordered," Teeg said.
* * *
"Tiralian crystal, as requested, Master San Gerxon." The owner of the upscale jewelry shop came to deliver the ring in person. My face was burning—if I'd known this was what he was after, I might have dug my heels in and refused to come. I didn't want to make a huge scene so I didn't fight with Teeg about it. I'd told him I wouldn't wear his ring as long as he held Gavril, but if I refused, then Chash might suffer. I didn't have a choice, now. The crystal setting was large and Teeg placed it on my hand there in the shop. Teeg just grinned at my embarrassment and took me out for a protein jumble at a shop nearby.
Teeg's arm was draped around my shoulders and I was sipping my drink; Stellan got ice cream while Teeg let his coffee cool as we walked out again. Teeg drew in a breath two steps out the door, then did something—I don't know what—grasping my arm and Stellan's before we were all flying through the air. I'm not sure how I heard the blast from the sweet shop behind us, but the small building was obliterated by an explosion. I had no body, no hands and no mouth, else I'd likely have been
We were both shocked when the sofa was dumped onto the floor with a resounding thump, raising dust off the rug when it fell. Our two targets were still furiously attempting to cast spells but nothing was happening. Teeg didn't even spare me a glance; he rushed forward so fast and had two heads knocked together so quickly I barely saw him move.
The warlock Teeg shot with his ranos pistol was dead; the other two were unconscious when Teeg called Astralan on his communicator. Astralan and Stellan appeared only ticks later, metal cuffs in hand.
"What are those?" I asked as Astralan and Stellan placed them around each warlock's wrists.
"They used to make something like this to control vampires," Teeg sounded proud of himself. "These control wizards and warlocks. Handy, huh?"
"You mean they can't use their power if those are in place?"
"That's exactly what it means." Astralan sounded quite sure. I stared at Teeg. He had been busy. No doubt it was the same sort of technology that he'd used on the chip in my collarbone. A double-edged sword, in every sense.
"Now, let's go back, I want a bath." Teeg was finished here. Astralan folded us back to Teeg's apartment while Stellan took charge of our prisoners. Both prisoners were waking inside a cage much like the one I'd been stuck in while convalescing. This cage was in one of the bedrooms—Teeg showed me.
Farzi and Nenzi were there to help guard our captive warlocks while Teeg and I cleaned up and Astralan went back to destroy the compound. It was a shame Teeg wanted it destroyed—I thought the architecture was a work of genius. Surely, Zellar hadn't built it himself. More than likely, he'd killed the one who had built it and taken it for himself.
"Reah," Teeg hadn't been willing to bathe separately. Now he was kissing my shoulder. Caressing my ribs and hips. "Did they hit you anywhere, sweetheart?"
"Just little bits of stuff hit me," I said.
"You said stuff ." We didn't get out of the shower for a while.
* * *
"What are you going to do with your prisoners?" I asked Teeg as I set out two plates of food to serve the rogue warlocks. The rest of us had eaten already. Nenzi had helped me cook, cutting up vegetables and such.
"Ask them questions. Tomorrow, when they've had time to think about things."
"And then what?"
"I have plans for them."
"You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"No. But I am taking you out for a little while. Then you're going to bed. You look tired."
"Where are we going?" Stellan had come with us as protection. We'd walked out of the building that housed Teeg's penthouse apartment and then to a shopping district just a few ticks away.
"To pick up something I ordered," Teeg said.
* * *
"Tiralian crystal, as requested, Master San Gerxon." The owner of the upscale jewelry shop came to deliver the ring in person. My face was burning—if I'd known this was what he was after, I might have dug my heels in and refused to come. I didn't want to make a huge scene so I didn't fight with Teeg about it. I'd told him I wouldn't wear his ring as long as he held Gavril, but if I refused, then Chash might suffer. I didn't have a choice, now. The crystal setting was large and Teeg placed it on my hand there in the shop. Teeg just grinned at my embarrassment and took me out for a protein jumble at a shop nearby.
Teeg's arm was draped around my shoulders and I was sipping my drink; Stellan got ice cream while Teeg let his coffee cool as we walked out again. Teeg drew in a breath two steps out the door, then did something—I don't know what—grasping my arm and Stellan's before we were all flying through the air. I'm not sure how I heard the blast from the sweet shop behind us, but the small building was obliterated by an explosion. I had no body, no hands and no mouth, else I'd likely have been
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