“Hey! I’d forgotten about that,” Aahz gasped. “I’ve still got it on.”
“So what?” I asked. “We can’t use it.”
“Oh, yeah? Why not?”
“Because then they’d know we’re magicians.”
“That won’t make any difference if they’re dead.”
Situational ethics or not, my stomach turned at the thought of killing that many people.
“Wait, Aahz! “I shouted.
“Watch this, kid.” He grinned and pointed his hand at them.
Nothing happened.
Chapter Fourteen:
“A little help at the right time is better than a lot of help at the wrong time.”
-TEVYE
“C’MON, Aahz!” I shouted desperately, overturning a fruit stand in the path of the crowd.
Now that it seemed my fellow-humans were safe from Aahz, my concern returned to making sure he was safe from them.
“I don’t believe it!” Aahz shouted, as he darted past.
“What?” I called, sprinting after him.
“In one day I believed both a Deveel and an Imp. Tell you what, kid. If we get out of this, I give you my permission to kick me hard. Right in the rump, twice.”
“It’s a deal! “I panted.
This running was starting to tax my stamina. Unfortunately, the crowd didn’t seem tired at all. That was enough to keep me running.
“Look, kid!” Aahz was pointing excitedly. “We’re saved.”
I followed his finger. A uniformed patrol was marching… well, sauntering down the street ahead of us.
“It’s about time,” I grumbled, but I was relieved nonetheless.
The crowd saw the soldiers, too. Their cries increased in volume as they redoubled their efforts to reach us.
“C’mon, kid! Step on it!” Aahz called. “We’re not safe yet.”