The flames were yet to die down completely. The feathers, when they caught fire, had been a sight to behold – throwing multicoloured sparks of gold, silver and scarlet in all directions. The most exquisite fireworks Ruban had ever seen could not so much as begin to compare.
The distinctive sound of police sirens filled the air as Ashwin threw the windows open to let the smoke out – the ones which hadn't been shattered during the fight, anyway.
At Ruban's questioning glance, the Aeriel shrugged. "I texted Simani when we found the stolen ores in the safe. Guess she sent backup."
The Hunter snorted. "You're getting a hang of this, aren't you? Won't be long before you're a full-fledged Hunter."
"Zeifaa preserve me from such a fate," Ashwin shuddered, even as his wings dissolved like smoke behind him. "What are you going to tell them?"
"Thetruth." Ruban sighed, shook his head. Reaching behind a scorched couch, hedragged the bedsheet into which they had stashed the contents of the safe outinto the room. Rifling through the documents, he finally found what he waslooking for: the letter from his father to his uncle, dated a week before theformer's death. Mouth set in a grim line, he slipped it into his pocket. "Well,most of it anyway."
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A Flight of Broken Wings: Aeriel Trilogy #1
FantasySix hundred years ago, humanity rose up in revolt against the Aeriels. They were driven from earth - and back to their homeworld - after a bloody and glorious war. Eight years ago, Ruban's home was destroyed and his family murdered by an Aeriel. Whe...
