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Nadine
“My little place in the underworld,” Micah said.
I looked around, taking in the space. A big room with shiny, black flooring, dark red walls, a thick rug, velvet chaise lounges, a complete bar to the side, and a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“Because I couldn’t think. I just teleported us out of there.” He dropped my hand but stayed close, his eyes on me. “Are you okay?” he asked me again.
His question brought more pressing matters to the front of my mind.
“I guess so.” I was okay but different. I could now feel the magic in me. Diana’s magic. I looked at my left hand. It still looked the same. The right one did too, though it was wrapped around the Spear of Justice.
It was too much—the sudden memories filling my mind, the
