‘You’ll come with us and get yourself safe back home to your convent, understand?’ ‘But wait,’ begged Melusine, hanging back. It was obviously pitched well, hitting her head at a good thirtyfive miles per hour. It was Blueskin. Gashes on his arms were already beginning to heal and disappear.
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