![]() ![]() By the magnitude of his arcane powers that seemed to grow stronger the longer she was here. He approached her slowly, and while it wasn’t in her to ever retreat, she found herself stepping back to keep from being overwhelmed by the sheer size of him. “Like you, princess, I’m something much, much older than those half-Greek by-blows.… Deadlier. This wasn’t a man she was dealing with, but a creature of immense power. And though tinged with something else, it was unmistakable. It was unlike anything else in the world. She knew the raw, preternatural musk that permeated their breed. Yet he bore the scent of a Katagari warrior. As he said, he was something else entirely. The “man” in front of her shook his head slowly to indicate that he fell into neither group. Those who held human hearts, called Arcadians-human in their base forms, they could take animal form-and the Katagaria, who had animal hearts and were able to shift into humans. It’d worked, and the Sumerian god and Arcadian king had created two races of shapeshifters. ![]()
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