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“They don’t have much of a head start, and they seem to require a lot of breaks. If we continue hard and fast, we should be able to catch them when they stop.”

“And if we don’t?”

Tommins' gaze softened. “Then we keep trying. We’ll follow him all the way to the mountains, if we must.”

My shoulders slumped.

We could do this. We would find him.

And we would get him back.

“I can fly,” Tommins added. “I can catch them, if walking isn’t fast enough.”

The room went silent for a moment, and then questions broke free.

“What the fuck?”

“Dude, since when?”

“Well, heisa gryphon, after all.”

Tommins explained, “Since magic returned to the realm, I’ve found it easier to shift.” He gestured to his shoulders. “I have wings, you know.”

“Have you always been able to fly?”

“Sure, but it took too much effort. I saved it for emergencies. It’s easier these days.”

“I havesomany questions,” Fiella said.

Tommins merely shrugged. “It doesn’t come up much.”

CHAPTER 49

Shade

Iwas damned tired of being drugged and blindfolded.

They kept me dosed with that awful fucking powder, puffing it into my face every time I began to move or struggle. If they dosed me heavily, I fell completely unconscious. But if I held my breath and remained limp, the dose wasn’t as effective—merely blurring my senses and making me feel drunk and dizzy.

Being without eyesight was extraordinarily inconvenient.

I wasn’t entirely helpless, though.

The sun was bright and beaming, shooing my shadows into submission.

But they were still there, even if they were subtle. My shadowy wisps were able to explore, peek, sense.

I jolted. Wisps. I held my breath, focusing on that small wisp I usually left with Ginger.

It twitched somewhere beneath my foot.

I exhaled, deflating. It must have returned while I was unconscious.

I returned my focus to the situation at hand.

The group of knights had split into two, I could determine that much. Where the second group had gone was a mystery to me—didn’t they need all available hands to protect their dangerous, dangerous cargo?

I was surprised they hadn’t killed me already. Half of me expected them to try as soon I was away from Moonvale.