he said.

Ina responded ruefully, "You're not touching them. I won't let you."

He shrugged. "I'm not here for them. But it's never bad to have some leverage."

"It's me you want," Ina said, her expression a mask of determination. A plan was forming. It was more of a place, really. A place where nothing was safe. Where it could all end. Where they might both die.

A weak laugh rasped from Enki's throat. He was mostly healed, but something wasn't quite perfect yet.

Good, Ina thought. That will make it easier to stay ahead of him.

"You can have me if you catch me," she said, and then ran, leaving nothing behind but a small whirlwind of snow and leaves.

Enki followed.

North they sped, the...

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