A Contract With My Demon
the Architect said, pointing to the far end of the hall.
Elara turned.
Mia was standing up. But she wasn't the little sister Elara remembered. She was glowing with a soft, steady white light, and in her hand, she was holding the shard of obsidian she had picked up in the Ninth Gate.
"Elara," Mia said, her voice sounding old—centuries old. "He's not the Architect. And I'm not your sister."
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Mia raised the obsidian shard, and instead of pointing it at the man, she pointed it at Elara’s heart.