The bluish wavering image of a sylph glides into the room. Tannr looks around as its image shimmers across the glass. It floats to Erik, hovering until the Viking looks up. Once it has his attention, a slim finger crooks and it floats to the front door. Once Erik follows, it glides outside.
"Tor."
One word. It is all he needs. Tannr and Tori are right behind Erik, Raina close on their heels. Stoney moves to the door, watching.
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