“And Kendra turned her back on him. “Come back here!” Celebrant bellowed. “How dare you!” She did not turn. She refused to glance back. Her legs felt unsteady, but she kept walking. “Nobody turns their back on me!” Celebrant thundered. Kendra kept walking. She could hear him breathing fire. Or energy. Or something. It didn’t matter. The barrier would hold. Celebrant was making a lot of noise. But underneath it, as she entered the tower, Kendra heard a comforting sound. Marat was laughing.”
