Chapter 340
Grooming and Drio were no longer on intimate terms and sanity appeared to have pulled a runner as well. In wrinkled clothing, a bushy dark blond beard covered his face, and his red-rimmed eyes were only slightly less vivid than the purple bags under them.
"Where? Is? She?"
"Hybris isn't actually here." I yelped and portalled briefly out of the room, sidestepping Drio's flash-step in my direction.
I portalled back in. Silver magic crackled over my skin, level four and barely in check. "Stay calm."
"Where the hell have you been?" Rohan demanded.
"Tracking," Drio said.
"Funny. Because you look exactly like you did after Asha's death when you'd been drunk for a week."
"Fuck you, Mitra. If you'd killed Hybris like you said you were going to before, we wouldn't be hanging in the wind now."
Ro's blades shot out.
A piercing whistle cut through the room.
"Sit down and shut up." Leo strolled into the room and shoved Drio down into the chair.
His eyes bugged out.