Book 3 Chapter 44: Fair Fight
Dantes leapt down, shifting into himself, and landing perfectly on his feet as he did so. He drew his pistol and aimed it at Drake.
“Ooooh, a pistol? Another weapon of the cowardly and meek, but at least one that draws blood. Go ahead and sh-”
Dantes pulled the trigger and the bullet bounced off of Drake’s chest with a spark.
Drake let out a low rumbling laugh. “Well, I do have to say I appreciate your bloodlust.” He took a few steps toward him.
“This a hostile takeover? You going after Diamond, Argenta, and Fritz next? I knew you were ambitious, but we’re all a cut above Niklas and Mondego.”
Dantes extended a wand through his hand and sent his will through it. An arc of lightning shot out and slammed directly into Drake’s face, but it had no effect and he kept walking toward him.
Dantes held his ground, shifting wands and drawing his dagger as he began to call on the vermin of the city. Drake’s building didn’t have any anti-vermin enchantments, it may have before the academy was sealed, but it had long since faded.
“I’m not here for a takeover. I don’t think I’d excel in your particular line of work,” said Dantes, aiming the new wand at Drake. “I’m here because of your connections to Godfrey. I know that you’ve been talking to him, that the second he asks you to, you'll betray Rendhold.”
Drake chuckled a bit. “Oh that? Come on, guys got to eat. Rendhold’s going down either way, I may as well make some good money on the way out. Make sure my boys get out okay. It’s just a city, not like I can’t just move.”