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“Speaking of worry …” Her eyes narrowed. “I heard all about how you went demon hunting with Aaron, Kai, and Ezra. I have to ask … what the hell were any of you thinking?” “Um, well—” “You aren’t combat trained, and demons are the fiercest, deadliest opponents out there! Why would Darius even approve it? You’re all idiots.”

“Did you expect something fancier? KCQ was a Psychica guild. Spells and shit weren’t our forte. We were more into—” “—illegal moneymaking schemes?” Aw, how cute. She was finishing my sentences. “Rigel called them innovative business ventures.”

“I can sing to you, if you want—while I carve out your heart.” He smirked. “Knife fetish.” “Masochist,” I shot back. “No more than you are.”

“I could handle it. A couple weeks of work, then I’d be on my merry way to a nice, normal job where standing up for myself meant getting fired—not barbequed by a pyromage.”