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Nadine
Fighting demons, I advanced toward the place where I thought the spear had fallen.
“How can I help?” Alice asked over the grunts, the clang of metal, and the screams.
I almost told her I had this, but then I considered it for a second. This was it. I had to find this damn spear and use it on Imha. There was no other plan to win this war. And if she could help me do it, great—even if it meant deviating from her first assignment of securing the second line of defense with the lesser gods and goddesses. Finding the spear and having one of us hold it and use it was key.
“Just … watch my back,” I said, trying to focus on two things at once: the attacks from demons and the floor, where I thought the spear would be, forgotten like a fallen sword from a dead soldier.
She grunted in
