I’m staring at the paper in front of me. It’s a drawing of a dragon’s head, and it shows how to insert what looks like an explosive device. I look up and I realize Kaylani’s hand stopped moving. Avani has rolled his eye back to look at her and they are having a silent conversation.
“Show me,” I demand, my words sharp with my fear.
‘Merethyl, you need to calm down,’ Avani says in my head, but I ignore him.
I step up to Kaylani. “Show me,” I say again, this time with less snap in my voice.
She takes my hand and puts it where hers was a moment ago. There’s a place near what you would call his temple where a scale, no larger than the tip of my pointer finger is soft. Soft like a human’s skin. Soft enough to inject an explosive device the size of a pill into his brain and kill him.
I push
