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Xander stepped through the doorway, his dark mop of loose curls longer now, a short beard outlining his jaw. His hazel-green eyes gazed at her with a touch of his old languid self but Sienna could see lines at the corners of his full mouth and he had an air of exhaustion, as if he had been draining his magic too fast. He had given up everything on Earthside to be here, but it didn’t look like Xander was thriving in the Borderlands.
“It’s about time we traveled together again,” he said, his wry smile reminding her of old times.
Sienna pointedly turned her back on him and looked at Sir Douglas. “Why him?”
“His magic is useful and his lion will protect you both.” He looked at his watch. “Besides, you know each other well enough to deal with whatever you find and he will bring us back t
