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“To me, no. To them, yes.” She nocked an arrow and rounded a building sharply, coming face-to-face with a mortal child. They both froze, unmoving. After a moment, Gevar feinted forward, which was enough for the mortal to turn and run. She watched them go, then turned down an alley opposite from the fleeing child to cut to the center of the village. “Hey, do me a favor,” she said to the angel. “You see any house or building that looks fancier than the rest?”