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did you miss the whole mystical change of her clothing
thing?"
"I'll keep the rest of the camp from hearing what we're
doing," Issac said, keeping his gaze trained on her. "Worry
about what you have to, Deryn, nothing else."
"Fulk!"
The sound of Vonni's voice made Deryn cringe. "Aww, shit.
She is the bane of my existence. Who let her out?"
They all pointed at Alejandro. He shrugged.
"I vote you kill her," Ondrea said, smiling wide.
Deryn winked. "What fun would that be? Though, I won't
hesitate to knock her on her ass if she pulls another stunt like
she did at the bar. Anyone got a problem with that?"
No one objected.
"Great, are we set?"
"Wait." Ondrea held up a digital camera and grinned. "I
finally remembered to bring it along. That time that group of
werewolf bikers thought they could have a little fun with the
two girls on a road trip is the last thing I have pictures of. The
head in the jukebox is a classic. That guy never saw it
coming. I got you an eight by ten for your birthday."
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Deryn rolled her eyes. "You would. Gee, you were so much
help that night, sitting at the bar sipping your drink and
snapping pictures while I fought a pack of werewolves."
Ondrea wagged her brows. "You had it all under control.
I'd have just been in the way or broken a nail."
"I love you. Take care of them if something happens to
me." Without a second thought, Deryn took off running out
and into the open.
Vonni came rushing in from the other direction. "I should
have known you were behind this! You came here to cast
your spells over them, make them want you, just so you can
kill them, slayer."
"The word you're looking for is ricus."
The tomb guards rushed at Vonni. Several more came out
of the shadows and came at Deryn. Pointing at their
loincloths, she laughed. "Nice get up. Does that only come in
medium? I'm in the market for an extra large. But I did
dream about one that was actually too big. Never thought I'd
hear myself say that."
"Shit, Bookworm, go," Fulk said, sounding like he was in a
great deal of pain. "The colonel will kill me if anything
happens to you."
She cast a sideways glance at him. "Rodriquez, there won't
be anything left for him to kill when they're done with you so
shut-up and pray real hard that when I throw my books, I hit
my target."
Vonni lashed power out at the tomb guards coming at her.
They absorbed it and snatched her up and off her feet. For a
split second, Deryn entertained letting them keep her as a
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parting gift. Deciding against it, she put her hands up and let
her power free, filling the area with the sound of music. She
picked something loud, confusing with a hard beat.
The guards stopped and stared around. They began
speaking in their native tongue, wondering what sort of god
was causing it to happen. Deryn whistled. They looked over at
her. Smiling, she answered in their language. "That would be
me and Rob Zombie. Amazing, isn't he?"
They couldn't have looked more shocked if they tried. She
winked and continued speaking in Avatarian. "That's right,
boys. I told you what I was and you didn't listen. I wish to
speak to your god."
They glanced around amongst themselves. One, who
Deryn could only assume was the leader stepped forth. "You
will not stop us from killing the rightful god. You will die," he
said, in Avatarian.
"Bookworm, you got any idea what the hell they're
saying?" Fulk asked.
She nodded. "It would appear that we have a group of
traitors attacking us. That means...."
Fulk coughed, clearly in pain. "It means there will be no
reasoning with them. I got it. Thanks for clearing that up now
get the hell out of here."
"Can't do that, Rodriquez," she said, keeping her eyes on
the tomb guards. "They know who and what I am now so
they have no choice but to kill me and they never had any
intention of leaving any witnesses. Dying is not on my to do
list tonight so what do you say I get us out of this?"
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"I'll make you a deal, Bookworm. You get out of here and
I'll stop teasing you about being smart."
Shaking her head, Deryn snickered. "No deal. Tell you
what. You let me get you out of here alive and I'll let you call
me whatever you want." Concentrating on the tomb guards,
she put her arms out. "Your only option is to kill me because I
will tell your god what you're planning and technically, I was
created to keep you from harming him so I guess I'll just
have to kill you to keep my end of the bargain."
They all came running straight at her. Two shifted into
large black panthers. Another held his whips out and began to
flip them around, watching her carefully. Deryn concentrated
on him, learning his technique.
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