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risk losing you.”
    “We all go,” Asar’s
voice boomed from a dark corner of the room.
    “No,” Lilly said. “We
can’t risk traveling with Kendra in the open. She is not immune to the revens.”
    “You will do as I
say. No further discussion.”
    The room blackened.
With the loss of equilibrium Lilly fell forward on her hands and knees onto a
dirt floor. In the distance, Kit retched and Kendra whimpered. A cold, hard
hand ripped Lilly from the floor. She blinked a few times, confused. “Where are
we?”
    “The key is here, I
can feel it.”
    Lilly looked in the
direction of Asar’s low voice and saw his shape, nothing else. “Damn you,” she
hissed.
    Conversely, her
heat vision silhouetted her sisters’ shapes in reddish yellow halos. She grabbed
Kendra’s hand. “You stay in the middle or immediately behind Kit or me. Do you
understand?”
    Her sister gave a
petrified nod. Kendra had an overwhelming fear of the dark, so Lilly understood
why her entire body shook. She placed one of her small knives into her young
sister’s palm.
    “So much for
gathering intel,” Kit growled, standing at the bottom of the stone steps deep
inside an abandoned church.
    Lilly recognized it
as one of the places she and her sister had once exterminated an entire nest of
revens. She turned to Asar. “Where’s the key?”
    He simply stared at
her with his vacant black eyes.
    Grumbling, she
ascended the steps with her katana leading the way. The first chamber lay empty
of revens but had furniture, as if someone was living there. She glanced at Kit,
who shrugged.
    Kendra squealed.
Lilly whipped her katana with precision toward the lunging reven. The next
thrust pierced straight through the reven’s chest into the heart and out the
back. With a quick quiver she withdrew the blade and tore up the heart muscle.
    Lilly glared at
Asar as the body dropped to the floor. He looked as if he couldn’t have cared
less. Barely acknowledging her eye contact he pushed past her.
    She made it to the
other end of the room when a wave of dizziness swept over her, and a thousand voices
whispered in her head. Depending on which way she turned, the pitch would rise
and fall. Lilly jumped when Kit grabbed her arm.
    “You okay?”
    Lilly nodded and
followed the whispers back across the room to a set of stairs heading in the
opposite direction. The small voices were telling a story she couldn’t quite
comprehend, but the need to understand overwhelmed her. Despite Kit’s protests,
she rushed forward to the source and distanced herself from the rest of the
group.
    Lilly pulled up at
the entrance of a small circular room. A woman with red hair and white gown stood
with her back turned towards the door, humming a small tune which bounced
softly off the stone walls. Two revens stood rigid against either wall, unaware
of Lilly’s presence.
    The whispers emanated
from a small jar on the center of alter. Lilly stepped forward, shortening the
distance between her and the woman. Despite her apparent beauty, the fetid
smell of decay revealed the woman’s true identity. Lilly never thought she
would get this close to the goddess. She pulled her blade high over her shoulder.
In one smooth motion, she sliced horizontally.
    A cold arm yanked
her back, just as the tip missed the woman’s thin neck by a fraction. Asar’s
black figure moved in between her and the goddess. He picked up the jar and
opened its lid, making enough noise to make the goddess turn.
    Lilly held her
breath uncertain what to do. Did he not want her dead? He’d blown whatever chances
they had of killing her.
    She crouched
slightly. Kit entered the doorway with Kendra.
    The goddess froze
and stared at the room full of unexpected guests. Her startled expression soon
disappeared in favor of sinister sneer. The revens on the wall lurched forward,
not toward Asar, but toward Kit and Kendra. Lilly executed four clean swipes
and the bodies dropped to the ground.
    The goddess