“You’re not. You have one-quarter elven blood and some amount of dragon blood as well, which gives you some extra strength, agility, longevity, and most likely, the ability to sense magical items and magical beings.” I assumed her abilities were less than mine so I wasn’t sure what the world was like to her, but Min and Diavan could both work with magic, so I trusted I was right. I almost said that she could meet them and talk to them someday if she wanted, but nothing had changed. I couldn’t get her involved in my life. Today had only reinforced that. “You can come out,” was all I added.
“There’s a murderous jaguar out there somewhere.”
“He’s actually in here, his tail in a puddle of soapy water and toilet paper stuck to his paw.”
Damas gave me a dark look.
“He’s my friend,” I added.
