Kieran's POVThe bodies laid at my feet, their blood seeping warmly into the dry earth of the forest floor. I crouched down and wiped my knife clean on the cool green grass, already thinking.Can't leave them here. Can't burn them — smoke would bring more. It would be like a signal drawing them close to me.I pulled the first killer along by his feet, bumping him over the roots in the trees. My side was on fire from where he had sliced me with his blade, but I didn't care. The pain meant nothing.It seemed like an eternity later when I came to the edge of the cliffs, a straight fall into shadow beneath me. I threw them over, one after another, until they vanished in thin air.Their weapons I kept. Knives, daggers, that strange little spear they'd used to kill themselves. I turned them over in my hands, looking for markings. Nothing.Of course.Salvatore wasn't stupid. He wouldn't have left any evidence behind.I sheathed the knives in my belt and turned to go back to the hut. The sun
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