He gave me a look, then gripped my hips in his hands, let me feel some of that otherworldly strength, and he did what I asked. The sniper had had nothing to do tonight. There's a reason that executioners through history usually only come in at the end when it's time to kill. He shook his head and then screamed, partly pain, and partly anger, I think.
Nathaniel noticed, because he notices everything. There was an angry echo in my head. I didn't mean to do it. You don't understand, he said, and the moment he said it, I knew what he'd done, by accident.
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