Jalyin asked. “Do you trust me, or do you let me die?” Endrance scowled as he already knew what he had to choose. “I’m going to save you,” Endrance started. “But understand that either method, whether you are here in earnest or out of manipulation, once we have helped each other, I do not want to see you again. Understand?” Jalyin grinned. “Poor choice of words, mage.” She purred. “You almost never see me if I don’t want you to.” “You know what I mean.” “I do?” “Fine. I’m leaving.” He turned. “Wait.” Jalyin interjected. “I accept.” “That’s better.” Endrance replied, turning back to her. “Now, I need more power or else we’re out of luck either way.” “I have just the thing you may want.” Jalyin replied. “When you fought me before, I realized that the bracer you wore was familiar.
