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you ll be draining your power, and you don t know how to open yourself to
replenishment. I know you don t. I can feel it, and I know you. You don t know
how to take what you want. He shifted his hold to shoulder and thigh,
unperturbed by his opponent s resistance, heaved back and took a swing, as if
with a battering ram, and Sage went flying, crashing through the glass, out into
the night, and tonight and to the courtyard three floors below.
Fiorinda had reached Drumbeg while the fight on the stair was going on. She
had found Carly Slater, in a little room above the entrance hall which had a hole
in the middle of the floor, where the old inhabitants of this place used to chuck
down missiles at invaders. She had not been very surprised to find her aunt. She
was well-informed about Rufus s present and past life, after her months with
Fergal. She knew that Carly had been with him all along, had never been parted
from him, not really, since the long ago
When Fiorinda found her, Carly had been sitting on a little stool, a doll made
out of yellow straw in her lap, which she was rapidly, urgently, picking apart
while the sounds of battle raged overhead. Now Fiorinda had ripped the dolly to
pieces. The tight curl of yellow hair she had found in its heart, she d kissed and put inside her teeshirt,
next to her skin. Carly had offered supposedly upsetting
suggestions, while they were disputing possession, as to how she d got hold of a
piece of Aoxomoxoa; she had not succeeded in distracting Fiorinda. Now Carly
was up against the wall, wrapped in stone the way Fiorinda had been wrapped
in the resurrected branches of the storm-timber chair.
She stood listening, taking great breaths. The air seemed thickened, richer. She
felt as if everything gave off sparks. What a rushthis magic is. It s a dreamworld.
Everything s contracted. Nothing s in focus except what matters, but in that
context, you can do what you like. Exactly what you fucking like
Sage had not fallen. His exit from the window had not been much more of a
challenge than recovering from a misjudged stuntdive. He d ended up clinging
to the stonework, finding purchase with his fingertips and the toes of his
climbing boots, flexible as dancing slippers. My name is Aoxomoxoa, Rufus,
you ve seen the show: and now I have superpowers, but I m not going to jump.
For once in my life I am not going to ask for trouble . . . Keeping a three-point
hold on the tower, he tugged the nosering apart with his free hand and sent a
spider wire thickening and spinning downwards. Secured the top end, by
thrusting the ring itself into the mortar between two courses of stone and
twisting it so it expanded, a tiny explosive piton, locked in there. Who needs
magic when you have Heads stagecraft? He wrapped his sleeve over his hand with the line wound round
it: kicked off and bounced, abseiling down to the
ground.
Another cheap round. He could feel none of the damage he d taken; what
damage? In fine shape, boiling with energy, he walked briskly to the front end of
the tower again, the legionary s sword naked in his hand. He looked up. Fiorinda
was looking down at him, from the murder hole.
Her presence at once seemed very reasonable. Of course she s here!
?How s it going, babes?
?Not too bad. I met Carly. I have her wrapped up for you. She dropped into
his arms and he hugged her, laughing, the bare sword in his hand.
?You are a bad brat, and I am never going to trust Serendip again. D you know,
I think that computer s fallen out with me, she hasn t said a word since I started
fighting Rufus. I detect tetchy vibes. Hey, Fee, what happened to jeopardising
your immortal soul?
?I d-decided my immortal soul can take a couple of knocks, gabbled Fiorinda,
her whole mind and body on fire, ?if I have one. It s a good cause, isn t it ?
?I don t know. He set her on her feet. ?I don t know anymore. Oh, Fiorinda,
this is dangerous stuff. I just this moment realised I am smashed out of my brain,
and I didn t even know it, which is notthe way I d meant to approach
?I told you, I told you. Fucking dangerous, oh, my God
They grabbed each together, raining furious kisses, fused into one being,
flooded with incredible arousal.?Can we do this? Fee, can we do this, I mean Sage ?I knowwhat you
mean. I don t know! I don t know! I don t think I can
stop. ?God, this is amazing, I can t tell you apart from me
?We need Ax! wailed Fiorinda; and then immediately, horrified, ?Oh no, no,
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