Chapter 48: The Gateway
Melina walked over to the guard whom Caine had killed. She murmured an unfamiliar spell and pointed with one finger at the body. A long, black needle shot out of the tip of her finger and speared the man, just below his left breast.
Caine jumped back with a curse. “I already...”
“You always make sure with Ironclads,” Melina spat. She turned to Vix, her hair a disheveled mess and her eyes furious. “Always.”
Vix met her gaze unflinchingly. “We could have just knocked them unconscious. There were plenty of other spells we might have...”
“No,” Melina said, her shoulders trembling with anger. “I’ll not have your wretched conscience undo everything I’ve worked for. Not when I’m this close. Do you understand me?”
Vix stepped forward, her temper flaring.
“It’s done,” Caine said, coming between them. “And standing here arguing about it is getting us nowhere.”
Melina’s face twitched with fury. With a low growl, she turned away. “Come.”