Kaelan’s povI liked preparing alone.I had already gotten ready with my clothing, but I was checking the hood of my car and making sure it was ready for the right terrain we would go into.The engine purred when I turned the key. Just how I wanted it.I then cut the engine and stepped back as I knew that my car was ready to go.I locked the car and headed inside, boots echoing faintly against the stone floor. The armory doors stood open, torches burning low along the walls. Steel, silver, and shadow greeted me like old friends. Finally, it was time to go again. I reached for my jacket first.Thick leather. Reinforced shoulders. Hidden pockets sewn by someone who knew exactly how much blood soaked through cloth in real fights.I shrugged it on, then moved to the weapons rack.Sword first.“Overkill,” someone had once told me about my obsession with blades.I’d buried him two winters ago.I was reaching for my gun when voices drifted in.I froze.“…I’m telling you, the elder’s pushing
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