Page 174 of The Satyr's Guilt

When Kole shot a frown and a small stream offire in his direction, the warlock shrugged.

“Galena, you’ll oversee the rotationschedule for any standard ops. Consult with Rein and Ram. We needwarriors in the field and warriors teaching combat. A recruit onassignment will always pair with a veteran, but I have an itchyfeeling which says the rookies will score action faster than usual.Got me?”

“What about us?”The newbie vampFirebrand raised his hand to speak again, excitement in every waveof his arm.

Kole’s eyes rolled. “This isn’t school. Justask a fucking question if you have one, Sig. You are with Chay.Bade, stay tight with Jezzi. Both of you have shit for brains andswordsmanship, but if you hang with your mentors, you might livethrough the year.”

When the demon recruit winked at the panthershifter, she arched a brow. “Down boy. Or I’ll slit your throatmyself.”

Chairs scratched along the floor. Bad newsdidn’t stop the wisecracking among Firebrands as they filed out ofKole’s office.

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