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"He left me a message, though."
It took all of Kyo's concentration to maintain his pace.
"'I'm sorry, Yuya. Be free.'"
She spoke slowly, as if rolling each word off her tongue would bring a new perspective to the cryptic message.
"Unhelpful, right? But it does validate my gut feeling that if he had left so suddenly, something dangerous had come up. And I am going to find out what that is. And him."
Ah, how the tables turned: she was not just the hunted.
But was the huntress.
He doubted the Mibu cretins knew of the shaman's open-ended farewell.
