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Killian and I looked at the three men. They wore the same black leather outfits and masks from before. From here, they looked human. And yet, they had Delia standing among them, her hair a mess and her shoulders down. She had fought and they won.
How could humans subdue a witch?
“Stay in the car,” Killian said. He opened the door. “I’ll take them down before you count to ten.”
“Wait, no!”
Killian ran toward the porch, as fast as a bullet, but halfway there, he slowed. A few yards from the front porch’s steps, he stopped.
I opened the car’s door and climbed out.
“You can’t use your powers here, vampire,” the middle man said. He had light blond hair cut in an army buzz.
“We have this.” The shortest of the trio showed us a chain with a huge red pendant. “It’s a talisman that neutra
