Tanith had faced and helped to bring down a dark god in her time - a dark god in the service of a man wearing the armour of Lord Vile, to boot. She'd done a lot of amazing things, and she'd helped a lot of people. But as a warrior, and an Adept so focused on physical power, Tanith knew she would have a shorter estimated lifespan than most other sorcerers. She'd always wondered what would eventually outsmart her. A mountain troll? Three gods? Murder Rose, in a rematch?
She would never have guessed it would be a crack in the sidewalk she didn't anticipate because she was too busy staring at Gabe in outright wonder to notice it.
Ghastly was instantly there, reflexes as sharp as ever, catching her before she could fall flat on her back. It was, Tanith felt able to reflect later, a perfect movie-worthy moment. Their eyes met, her heartbeat quickened. A flood of emotion streamed through her as Ghastly leaned forward...
... and, ever the perfect gentleman, politely helped her back to her feet.
Right. With an effort, Tanith looked away and shook the feeling off. They'd agreed to wait until after all of this was over. Dinner at Ghastly's shop. Dinner and... whatever else happened naturally after that. Words could no longer express how much Tanith was looking forward to the date.
She became aware of Valkyrie staring, and realised that her cheeks had grown red. Embarrassed, Tanith mumbled a quick thanks to Ghastly and turned back around to lead the group on, hiding her face and trying to think about anything - anything - else. Puppies. Right. Adorable puppies and packs of dogs that angels slipped into on a whim and... no, this wasn't helping. This was what had caused her to trip in the first place.
Desolation Engine. Scarab and Sanguine and Dusk. Remus Crux. Tanith had honestly wanted to take a shot at the guy ever since he arrested Valkyrie, but she'd refrained from doing so - mostly because she either thought he was dead, or else knew that Skulduggery would take care of it better than she could.
Oh, right. And Lucifer.
"You'd recognize Lucifer, right?" Tanith threw back over her shoulder to Gabe, ignoring the somewhat abrupt change in conversation mood. "If and when he does come? No matter what he looks like?"
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She would never have guessed it would be a crack in the sidewalk she didn't anticipate because she was too busy staring at Gabe in outright wonder to notice it.
Ghastly was instantly there, reflexes as sharp as ever, catching her before she could fall flat on her back. It was, Tanith felt able to reflect later, a perfect movie-worthy moment. Their eyes met, her heartbeat quickened. A flood of emotion streamed through her as Ghastly leaned forward...
... and, ever the perfect gentleman, politely helped her back to her feet.
Right. With an effort, Tanith looked away and shook the feeling off. They'd agreed to wait until after all of this was over. Dinner at Ghastly's shop. Dinner and... whatever else happened naturally after that. Words could no longer express how much Tanith was looking forward to the date.
She became aware of Valkyrie staring, and realised that her cheeks had grown red. Embarrassed, Tanith mumbled a quick thanks to Ghastly and turned back around to lead the group on, hiding her face and trying to think about anything - anything - else. Puppies. Right. Adorable puppies and packs of dogs that angels slipped into on a whim and... no, this wasn't helping. This was what had caused her to trip in the first place.
Desolation Engine. Scarab and Sanguine and Dusk. Remus Crux. Tanith had honestly wanted to take a shot at the guy ever since he arrested Valkyrie, but she'd refrained from doing so - mostly because she either thought he was dead, or else knew that Skulduggery would take care of it better than she could.
Oh, right. And Lucifer.
"You'd recognize Lucifer, right?" Tanith threw back over her shoulder to Gabe, ignoring the somewhat abrupt change in conversation mood. "If and when he does come? No matter what he looks like?"