His Straight Pet
“You hurt?”
“I’m fine,” he growls, blood dripping. “Focus, sunshine.”
Akira’s blade slices an echo, sparks flying. “We need that alliance now!” she says, dodging a hit.
“On it,” I say, light flaring. “Dante, cover us!”
“Got you,” Dante says, shadows ripping an echo apart. “Hurry up!”
We push through, my visions showing priests sealing echoes with light. “We need Vren’s vampires,” I say, panting. “Like in the vampire realm.”
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