They didn't wait for us to be ready. Of course they didn't. They'd spent the whole night watching us, which meant they'd also watched us catch our breath between kills, and apparently they'd decided that was a courtesy they could do without.
The mirror wearing Kassie's shape moved first, and it moved at me.
I want to be very clear about what that means. I had spent chapters of my life watching Kassie cross distances, and I still flinched every time, and this thing crossed the ruined camp in her exact gliding burst, greatsword in both hands, and every instinct I owned screamed the same simple message.
'Nothing survives that. You have personally watched nothing survive that.'
So I didn't try to survive it. I killed the light instead.
