Shadowborn's Terror: Book IV of 'The Magician's Brother' Series by HDA Roberts

Author:HDA Roberts [Roberts, HDA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-26T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

The place seemed to have emptied of staff, which was good; I didn't want bystanders getting in the way (even the sort of people who worked at places like Michelangelo's). I sensed a few minds on the lower levels (aside from the ones I'd fought), but they wouldn't be in the way down there. I'd go have a 'chat' with them later.

We waited by the front door, I was sitting on one of the sofas with Crystal next to me, holding my hand.

"Why are you doing all this?" she asked after a while.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean all this. You... you went to war for me. Why? When men do things for me, it's because they want... something. But you... you don't. So why?"

"Why wouldn't I? You needed a hand, and goodness knows you were there for me. And this is hardly a war. I could tell you stories. But as for motivations, I look out for my friends, and I look out for my allies. You're both, how could I do anything else?"

"But this could get you into real trouble," she said, her tone worried.

"Hardly," I said with a chuckle, "this is the least stupid thing I've done in a while."

She sat there for a moment, chewing her lip, looking thoughtful.

"Thank you. In case I forget to say it later," she said finally.

"Any time," I said, squeezing her fingers.

"Magicians don't tend to go out of their way for non-humans. You're different from the others. I like that."

"Some of my best friends in the world are supernatural beings. I live with a Succubus, my land has Fairies on it and I can't get my Pixies to let me bath in peace. The one thing I've discovered is that humanity has very little to do with biology. It's who we choose to be that matters."

"You really believe that?" she asked, smiling at me.

"I have to."

"That sounded ominous," she said, nudging me.

The door opened before I could answer.

Showtime.

He was tall and thin, with dark hair and a neatly trimmed beard speckled with grey. My Mage Sight told me that he was a Sorcerer, a strong one, with an Air affinity. He wore a dark pinstripe suit and carried a cane, which was enchanted heavily, probably a weapon.

"Hello," I said as he walked past. He jumped. His energy surged and I recognised his signature instantly.

This was the man who'd scrambled that poor bugger Clayton's brain for Namia Sutton. Things started to fall into place at long last.

He raised his Shields and an impressive set of Mental Blocks that would have taken me half an hour to smash through. My defences were already in place and I had been steadily collecting force and heat over the last twenty minutes. I was in a good state for a fight, while he was caught on the back foot and he knew it.

"Let me guess," he said, looking us over, "Mathew Graves."

I nodded, not taking my eyes off him. He struck me as dangerous.

"I told that bitch we shouldn't try this.

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