Just hold on, Jake. Keep them talking.
For what purpose?
Buy me as much time as you can.
I sighed, still wondering how their void magic had somehow ignored my protective barrier, though finding an answer to that question no longer mattered. And it seemed I would have to pick a fight to give Gwenvere a chance. 'What kind of name is Glazcor? Did your parents hate you that much?'
My would-be Manuari master had to stop herself from attacking; then she smiled, her lips stretching wider than they should. 'You're only making things harder on yourself, Jake. Let's see if you can talk to me like that when you're five days into host-reconditioning! If you thought mind control was bad, wait until the psychedelic plants of-'
The Manuari who had me in chains was frowning at the newcomer. 'You weren't seriously going to tell him the location, were you?'
