[Jack feels it from the very first stab, not in a physical sense, but in the immediate fraying of the demon's hold over him. He opens his eyes and blinks quickly, as startled as someone who's just caught themself falling asleep behind the wheel of a car.
And then it's over. Jack looks at the blade in her hand, staring at her with an expression that asks, did we really do such a crazy thing? And then he smiles.]
I didn't think her ass was anything to write home about. Did you?
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And then it's over. Jack looks at the blade in her hand, staring at her with an expression that asks, did we really do such a crazy thing? And then he smiles.]
I didn't think her ass was anything to write home about. Did you?