Chapter 24: RallyAfter tightening my boots, I stood up, glancing at the reflection in the mirror. Weakness still beset me from the attack and the receding poison was creating a light sheen of perspiration over my skin, but the sigils were doing their job. The newly-healed skin on my chest was shiny and pink, but it would fade in a few days. I was certain I would be left with a scar, the injury had been too extensive to disappear entirely.
Stepping from the bathroom, I picked up the weapons belt and slipped it around my waist. It hung low on my hips, the weapons in easy reach whenever I need them. Impulsively I reached for the Hjördis, marking one final sigil on my chest.
Lucas tapped at the door. “May I come in?”
“Sure.”
He pushed open the door and stood in the doorway, wearing camoufl
