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The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fires of the Ifrit
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the fight yesterday. Kyle's strong arms tightened about her, pulling her in tight to his muscular chest. She squeezed her eyes shut, an unconscious reflex, but that didn't stop Windfeather from painting an image of the world in green in her mind. The image vanished. The world folded about itself. She couldn't breath, couldn't move, couldn't scream. Everything was compressed and twisted. It felt so much longer than the brief teleportation yesterday. Panic begin to trickle in. What if something had gone wrong and they were— The world unfolded. Her vision returned. She gasped in a breath. “We're here,” Christy said, nodding her head, pride filling her voice. “That wasn't so bad.” “It was,” Britney muttered. “You folded space. We should be reduced to strings of meaningless atoms right now. I felt it. You overcame the weak nuclear force.” “Well, magic,” Christy shrugged. The Concubines flooded out of the car into the rain. It wasn't nearly as cold down here in Tacoma as it was up on Mount Rainier. The rain made her vision murky, and she couldn't see as far, but it was enough to reveal the side of a three-story tall building, its roof crenelated like a medieval castle. “I surmise we will set off the alarms if we break in a door,” Britney said “I got it,” Kyle said and his katana, Earthbones, appeared in his hand. He pointed it at the building and Fumi could almost feel his commands reaching out to the building from the sword. Stone ground on stone and the the plaster coating the ...