3 ScarYous

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3 ScarYousJonah stared at her. “Spirit Reaper?” “Yes,” nodded Reena. “One of Creyton's?” “Mmm hmm.” Jonah looked over at Terrence, whose shock mirrored his own. He shook his head. “No, Reena, Creyton is gone. Vanquished.” “I didn't say Creyton,” said Reena impatiently, “I said followers. He had a bunch of them, after all.” “He had a bunch of followers?” Jonah demanded. “He used minions! Stupid spirits!” “Not always, Jonah,” said Terrence out of nowhere. “He had other Eleventh Percenters for the longest time. But then…he just stopped. Started using minions. I'm guessing that Creyton planned to recall them at some point, but—then you took him out. Then you took him out a second time.” Jonah looked down at those words. He didn't enjoy thinking about coming across Creyton in disguis

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