As the goat-like abomination's expression grew slack, and its monstrously strong hands fell, Cassie took a deep breath.
She had to, because while Jest was caught in the boundless abyss of her eyes, the battle was not over.
What had to happen next would be a battle, too.
Cassie had broken the mental defenses of Master Orum with relative ease, but Jest was a Saint — one who was no stranger to mental manipulation, at that. So, she was going to have to work hard to extract what she wanted to learn from his memories.
But that was what it all had been about.
That was why she had risked being lured into the depths of the jungle by a sinister killer, endured the difficult fight, and allowed her body to be cut and bruised.
