“It is chill.” Sonafi said, then suddenly she stiffened. I felt it at the same moment. My blade was in my hand before I even knew I had moved. I could not remember reaching for it, but it appeared there, as if by magic. Sonafi was holding two long-knives, each nearly the length of her thighs, from their tips to the ends of their grips. She went into a crouch and stared back up into the sparse tree-line above us. I followed where she was looking and discerned just the slightest hint of a heat signature. Then another and still more, a half dozen, even more. They were all around us. “I do not know what they are. I can sense nothing.” Sonafi said. Her features were fierce and primordial in the moonlight. The blades she held she held knowingly, almost lovingly. I knew with what consummate skill she could wield them, as well. She was ready to use them. “Show yourselves.” I said. I assumed they had to be the Others, under the guise of some new technology. I was hardly prepared for what happened next.
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