Virgil levitated back into
the pulsing white, hovering in front of the Magician like an avenging angel.

Mago took a step
backwards, his movement dragging the chain he had tied to Eos. He simply raised
an eyebrow. “A bit showy, don’t you think?”

“Get out.”

“No, I still have some
unfinished business.” He shrugged nonchalantly. “And I still have some cards to
play.” A smirk. “How many brothers do you have to spare?”

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