“What do you mean by that?” Morgan asked.
His voice sounded a little deeper and richer then. He knew she was calling him out but she had to know he wasn’t going away just because of a few taunts.
“I think you know what I mean, hero,” she hissed. “They all follow you.”
Liia’s hold on his arm became tighter. It was a warning not to let her win. He could feel her concern. He turned his head to the left to assure her that this wouldn’t get out of hand; that they wouldn’t use their energy in a fuel-less fight.
“How long have you been alive?” Morgan countered, looking back at Aalish.
His question stunned her for a moment. When her answer came, Morgan threw another in her direction.
“Since before the first beginning of this planet? Is that right?”
Even his questions could be perceived
