Her gaze settled on Victory, who managed to return it for a mere second before being forced away. Ahn’s power thrummed through Victory’s skull, but the older woman’s expression was kind. “I see my legacy has continued in that regard.”
“But, that.” Jarimis waved his arms, as if trying to encompass the physicality of their momentary connection. “How is that, what vampires do, not a form of magic? Victory once stared me down hard enough to cause a migraine. Hell, I never considered myself all that powerful in the grand scheme of things, but I can still put a human to sleep with a bit of mental twist and half a thought. That’s magic.”
“That’s who we are.” Connor jumped from his rock in a return to his previous semi-manic state. “Those are skills we evolved to be predators. Not magic.” He spa
