World Fire

Coordinator

They stepped outside and found Kets next to a crystal, her nose pressed to a note.

‘What’s that, Kets?’ Stag walked up to her and crouched down by her side.

‘I found it in his pocket.’

Stag yanked the note out of her hand. ‘Why were you rifling through his pockets?’

‘I wanted to see if he had any valuables on him. I only found the note, then he turned into crystal before I could find anything else. Ya ha ha.’

Stag read through the note. ‘It’s a note detailing the plan to kill me. Either the man who wrote this did not have any other devious plots after this assassination attempt, or he just did not write it down here.’

‘Is it signed?’ Grindel asked.

Stag shook his head.

Smart idea, Elandra, but how could we get something solid like a crystal into a syringe?

Melt a crystal? With our fire? There’s no way we can get it hot enough to do that.