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"You’re it!" said one.
"Okay. One, two, three, four. . ." counted another.
"Remember, no magic!" the third one called.
"Yeah, yeah," said the second.
Lexington and Brooklyn cautiously alighted on a nearby rooftop and whispered to each other.
"Jalapeña! Could those really be other gargoyles?!?" exclaimed Brooklyn.
"That’s what it looks like, but who are they? How did they get to Manhattan?" asked Lexington.
"I don’t know. Com’on," said Brooklyn as he started towards them.
"Wait!" Lexington said as he grabbed Brooklyn’s arm. "They may not be safe, and what did she say about magic?"
One of the three strangers glided toward them, and called to them.
"It’s all right! Only white magic," she said, then she turned and called back "Olleyolleyoxenfree!" She alighted on the rooftop near Lexington and Brooklyn, and soon the other two did as well.
"Were we talking that loud?" asked Brooklyn, puzzled.
"No," she said quite casually, "Just thinking that loud." Before the baffled Lexington or Brooklyn could reply, she continued. "I’m Banshea, by the way. These are my sisters, Shaunsha and Mikaia."
Banshea was tall, much taller than normal. Her hair was a dark blue, so dark that it seemed nearly black. Her single earring, amulet, and the two gold rings hanging on her belt glimmered in the dim light. Her amulet had a special sparkle, an unconscious depth that drew the eye to it. The ribbon in her hair and the lacings on her dress danced in the breeze.
Her sister, Mikaia, was about a head shorter than Banshea. Her limbs were muscular, but not overly so. Her dark brown braids were swinging, and her plain pendant tugged at her neck. Mikaia’s wings, reminiscent of that of a dragonfly’s and strangely white to contrast her dark skin, were folded and were at rest and behind her back.
Shaunsha was the smallest of the three, although not much more than a head shorter than Mikaia. Her long purple hair was waving, and took on an unreal quality in the moonlight. She seemed shy, nervous around these strangers. She was farther away than her sisters, almost hiding behind Mikaia. Her poise did not reveal this. Rather, they showed an adventurer who was ready to meet any foe, but was just a little nervous around these unexpected strangers.
"Is there a clan near here?" asked Mikaia, eagerly.
"Er, yes. Our clan lives on the island. Umm, come on," replied Brooklyn, momentarily forgetting Banshea’s odd response to their question. He and Lexington took to the air, and the three sisters followed. They were quickly in sight of Xanatos’ building, and within a few minutes they landed.
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