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Chapter 176

"No. It's not possible." I shook it. There had to be magic on it. I reapplied the vine pattern. "Galah," I said more forcefully.

The same cycling. The same lack of a result. I smacked the floor.

"No magic." I couldn't tell if Rohan sounded relieved or disappointed.

"This demon didn't just sit there and let the Brotherhood mount a two-foot spine on it, then happily bound off to do their bidding. If the spine wasn't the binding agent, then something else was." I painted the pattern on the gogota's head. "Galah."

This time when the rainbow cycling stopped, the gogota was purple.

So was one of Rohan's hands. But the magic traces didn't come from having touched the gogota, because his other hand didn't show any magic. It was only visible on the hand he'd injured on the yaksas horn.

Rohan pulled the piece out. He traced the curve of the horn before closing his fingers around it for a second, then dropped it into my outstretched palm.