Saturday, August 22, 2015

Tia had used their city surveillance to find a convoy that might be transporting Conflux. Megan is nervous but I managed to get her to relax after I told her I felt like a brick made of porridge, pretty smooth of me. I made eye contact with a woman who I had seen before, Nightwielder's assistant, but she didn't recognize me. I felt like it was a trap, and boy was I right. Nightwielder himself flies out of the top of the limousine.

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