Page 164 of Phoenix's Refrain


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“The other gods cut you off from your private little army,” Ava said. “Would you have used that army against them?”

“Of course not. Ten soldiers isn’t enough of an army to do anything. I’d need at least a few hundred. Unfortunately, I never got that far.”

“You didn’t need a few hundred soldiers,” Ava said to herself under her breath. “You only needed one. The right one.”

“What’s that?”

“Never mind,” Ava said hurriedly. “How did you redirect all those deaths into the life that created your children?”

“By employing the services of a very powerful phoenix.”

“A phoenix…”

“A very powerful phoenix,” he said with emphasis. “Only the strongest phoenixes can perform this kind of magic. In fact, there’s only one phoenix I know of who’s skilled enough to do it.”

“Who?”

Regin smiled at her.

Ava tossed him the second vial of Nectar.

He popped the lid and inhaled deeply. A dreamy look washed over his face, but he didn’t drink the Nectar just yet. Instead, he closed the vial again.

“Indira,” he told Ava. “Her name is Indira.”

* * *

“This isn’twhat we agreed to.” Ava shot the phoenix Indira an aggravated look.

“You hired me to channel the death you orchestrated into life,” Indira replied. “That’s what made your sister’s pregnancy possible.”

“I hired you to channel that death into life in my sister,” Ava said with unfiltered venom. “I did not pay you to also create life in all of those angels and wives of angels.”

Indira looked unbothered by the demon’s bad mood. “The universe has to achieve a balance somehow. You made a lot of death. A lot. You were more discreet than Regin, true, but it was still a lot of death.”

“I had to make sure it was enough to make Grace’s baby.”

“It was,” said Indira. “And there was leftover magical energy that had to go somewhere. Just be happy there weren’t a dozen gods conceived because that would have made your war against the gods harder.”

“You knew this would happen.” Ava’s eyes narrowed to slits. “You did this just to annoy me.”

“I’m a professional,” Indira said stiffly. “I don’t make a habit of annoying my clients.”

“I’m considering killing you for your impudence.”

“I’m a phoenix,” Indira reminded her.

“There are ways to kill a phoenix.”

“You don’t want to kill her, Ava,” Grace declared as she entered the room.

“Actually, I really do,” Ava told her sister.

“It’s really hard to kill a phoenix.”

Ava yawned.

“Besides, we will need Indira again for the next step, for Leda to have a child of her own.”

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