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Bright lights flicked on, shining down on the center of the room. If the booths had been filled with spectators, we might have been doing theatre in the round. But this wasn’t going to end with everyone smiling and bowing.
Eric and Kendrick locked eyes with each other. With one fluid flip of the arms, Kendrick tossed off his fur cape.
“Elizabeth, take care of the door, please,” Eric said calmly. “Bryant, try not to die.”
“What the hell am I, chopped liver?” Devon asked.
The heads of the caged four turned toward Devon.
“More like bait, but I thought it rude to say. Kunga!” Eric slipped the spell in at the end of his sentence. Kendrick doubled over and flew backward as though something very strong had kicked him hard in the stomach.
Then it started all at once.
The two dressed in
