The Spar
Author: Elias_Miller
last update2026-04-15 23:42:04

The light beam crossed the distance between them in the space between heartbeats.

Dark was already moving.

He didn't dodge—he angled his body, letting the beam pass within a finger's width of his ribs. The light scorched his jacket but didn't breach skin. Behind him, a pine tree exploded in a shower of splinters and smoking bark.

Fast, he noted. But linear.

He closed the gap in three strides, wind qi accelerating his movement, his right hand reaching for Thia's collar. If he could get inside he
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