"You saw that?"
"Twenty million people saw that. I saw it from six feet away while lying on my back on an ice rink your girlfriend made." She touched the cut above her eye. "Isabelle got me with the spear handle on my way down. Tell her I said nice hit."
"Tell her yourself."
"I don't compliment people. It's a policy."
Natalia was the last to arrive.
She came through the door and the room temperature dropped three degrees. Not from her Aspect. Just from her presence. The Cryo-Lich Ring had dimmed to a faint pulse on her finger and her white-streaked hair hung loose around her shoulders, damp with sweat at the temples. The combat suit clung to her body in ways that should have been illegal given the current company. She had a bruise blooming on her left cheekbone where Satori's bat, held by Satori's hands, had come within an inch of connecting before she threw the yield.
She walked straight to me.
