"I am not repressed! And - THE KIDS!!!"
Every single child she'd been chasing had vanished into the crowd like smoke.
She leapt to her feet so fast her glasses nearly flew off. Her head swiveled left, right, left again. Gone. All of them. Every last one of those miniature demons had used her distraction to scatter to the four winds.
"I'll never be able to greet the Goddess at this rate!" Mira wailed, already breaking into a sprint. "She'll ask me, 'Mira, why did you not watch the children?' and I'll have to say, 'I was too busy listening to a fox woman describe her sex life!' I'll be damned! Literally damned!"
Quinlan flicked his fingers.
A dozen startled yelps erupted across three different streets.
