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He shook his head and chuckled “I should’ve known better I don’t kno I didn’t see Mauess noe have to stand our ground”

Quill wrinkled his nose, placing his hands just a hair’s breadth away from the circle of blood In a voice like the chill breeze that coh thein the first crack of winter, he spoke

“Glacia”

A wave of unbearable cold guttered out of his palust across the floor Fro of blood instantly turned into ice Quill stood up, then stoainst the outer rim of frozen blood The i them utterly

Withinfrom my bones and e of energy and strength, flinching when Quilliam stepped into the circle and offered me his hand

“Who are you?” I said “Really?”

“It’s complicated”

I opened my mouth to protest, but Quilliam wouldn’t have heard me A force lifted him off his feet, as if he’d been punched by aacross the roo in a crumpled heap, covered in books and loose paper

“Holy crap,” I mumbled

“Indeed”

Powerful fingers grasped round I kicked at the air, choking, lare of the Prince of Greed

My gaze flitted around the rooe of Quill, he was sluainst the kitchen counter, unconscious

“You can have me,” I croaked “Fine But spare my friends”

Mammon cocked its head, then chuckled “Goodness Do you truly believe that you have anything left to offer the Court of Greed? Once, perhaps, you would have been a prized acquisition But Ma you Such a fruitless lead”

The prince waved its fingers, and soed its way out of the recesses ofwhat the hell riggling around in leale floated out into the air