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At last dropping the lifeless body to the floor, Jagr roared as the power rushed through hih not a full demon, the cur’s blood was farrush that eased the black rage

Shuddering in relief, Jagr allowed the madness to recede Slowly, the red haze dissipated fro the knotted lanced around the ruined kitchen with a frown

What the hell?

Painful led to recall where he was and what had happened

His last true memory had been of himself in a small, cramped cell The ih a portal That’s when things began to get fuzzy

There’d been pacing and cussing and futile attempts to break down the door That he daone deep inside hi panic, hadn’t he?

So how did he get out of the cell?

"Jagr?"

Regan’s soft voice, along with the tantalizing scent ofmore than a whisper, but both slammed into hiering fog was blasted away as ih histhe cell Leaning over hir frantically studied the slender forh the shadows he could detect the faint marks that an wasn’t a coward Granted, she didn’t have one of those hero co her courage, but she could face pain and even danger when necessary

So it wasn’t fear that kept her in the baseed out of the cell and headed upstairs to battle the curs

At least, not fear for herself

For thee surprise there The va centuries of torture, and being locked in the tiny cell had obviously pushed all his buttons

And while she refused to believe he would seriously hurt her even in thecould happen Friendly fire wasn’t just a huer

If she were accidentally injured, the stupid man would hold hi the desperate urge to rush up the stairs and et hiuards she’d slipped past only a short ti the dagger and hating the feelings of helplessness

Thank the gods that the marks from Duncan’s damned silver chains had already healed At the ti for Levet to convince Salvatore toof Were’s reluctance to strike a bargain with an out-and-out traitor, but her only concern was being released so she could get to Jagr

And of course, there had been long oyle had been deteran would have taken any assistance she could get, she couldn’t dishts of her sister

If Duncan could honestly reveal where she ht for a moment He wouldn’t be allowed to disappear before Salvatore could get the inforan returned her attention to the cramped basement

Distantly she could sense the botherso scent of Jagr’s desperation, but she concentrated on the crashes echoing froer, and she would be up those stairs and kicking some cur butt

At last the sounds of the short, brutal battle caan made her way to the top of the steps

What she discovered as she stepped into the trashed kitchen didn’t particularly surprise her Windows shattered, one wall cracked, pots and pans scattered, three injured or dead curs on the floor, and the fourth being rapidly drained by the infuriated var’s brute strength

No wonder Culligan was always so nervous when it ca fror’s an to slip away It was in the hint of war chill in the air, and the loosening of the warrior’s bunched h to run and throw herself in his arely ached to do

Instead she softly called his na forward

For a nore her, then slowly he turned, his expression wary as his gaze slid a searing path over her