Starglow Basin bruja,

She is forced forward, thrown onto the ground where Qiao lay bleeding. Soto melds with the dark but she can hear his order, a deep rasp from a hateful throat. 

Eset licks her lips and shakes her head, “I don’t— I don’t understand.” She trembles and coldness runs down her back. Suddenly she feels it everywhere, her soul answering in horror to what her mind does not understand.

Why? Why doesn’t he kill them? What does he want with them?

“Qiao,” she hears herself whisper, inching forward to look into the swell of green eyes, but she has to stop the shaking hand from reaching out to comfort the hemet.