“And who are you?” Amy took a step forward, heat and power boiling behind his words.
Pan hopped off the couch and lowered his horns. “Why don’t you come at me and find out, you speck of a fool.”
“Ooooh,” Xtelle said. “Fighting over me? No,” she said weakly, “don’t.” She fanned her face with her free hoof.
“Right, then.” Amy rolled his wrist, and a huge scimitar dripping flame appeared in his hand. “It’s goat meat for dinner.”
“Yes,” Xtelle hissed.
“Hey, hey, hey!” Myra shouted, but I was faster.
I pushed my way between the demon warrior and the goat god. “Knock it off!
“You,” I pointed at Panny. “Get out of my house. You can flirt with Xtelle at the petting zoo.
“And you,” I pointed at Amy. “Put your weapon down. If you harm anyone under my care in Ordinary, I will end your existence.”
I squared off against the demon. I didn’t make any other move. I didn’t have to. He saw who I was, knew the power of Ordinary.
He rolled his wrist again, the sword winking out of sight. He took a step back, his gaze never leaving my face.
“Panny,” I said. “Out.”
“But—”
“Out. You’ll see her tomorrow.”
He huffed through his nose, then raised his head and gave me an imploring look.
“No.” I pointed at the door.
“Fine.” He twisted a bit, looking over his shoulder as he went. “Farewell, my sweet. Until tomorrow. We shall feed from the hands of dewy babes and bite lightly at their tender fingers.”
I snapped my fingers for him to hurry it up, and he finally clomped out of the house.
“Is it hot in here?” Xtelle asked breathily once he was gone. “It feels hot in here.”
Amy scowled at the door, his fists planted on his hips. “Him?” he said to Xtelle. “That…godis who you’ve been trotting around with?”
“Did you see the size of his horns?” she asked dreamily. “Magnificent.”
“They’re not that large.”
“But for his size?” she said.
I snapped my fingers again, this time at the unicorn. “No. We are not doing whatever you’re doing right now.
“Amy, your spell’s done,” I said. “I’m here. Talk. Why did you bind yourself to me?”
He inhaled, exhaled. He appeared so calm, I would have thought he was putting on the jealous act just for fun, but there was a hard fire kindling behind his gaze.
“I will tell you. But not in front of this audience.
“Try another answer, Uncle,” Bathin said.
“Bored now,” Xtelle announced.
“We’re not leaving you alone with her,” Myra said.
