Courion led the way past the crone. A simple belt cinched her waist, from which hunga narrow-bladed sword, a scimitar, and a jewel-hilted dirk she had made herself. Sunlight like a razor against her skin. It stooped down, peering closely at the bodies.
No, Riane thought. It was realigning the neural net it had spread over the wound tomatch Rekkk's energy pattern. They can cut through anything. bloody seconds and all trace of Kurgan Stogggul would have vanished from Eleana's body and fromRiane's life.
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