Chapter Fifty-Two
Am-Heh paced restlessly. A soft sheen of nervous sweat clung to his brow, dashed away when he turned by the whirl of hair. Irritation blended in with the anxiety. Looking down to see no more fire falling was a sign he had again succumbed to Isaac's wiles. He could only placate himself with the reminder that the rest of the world still endured. He had ended the city, and the city alone. That had been resented. He was furious with the human who had turned to Babi, and not returned to him as demanded. Angry with himself for thinking he would. "His life will be miserable enough..." He stopped still and looked back, focusing on the blood of the crow that still ran in him, giving him a view far closer than what should be. "I cannot linger here until called," he felt his fingers curl into tigh
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