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“I can’t stop you from phase-shifting,” said Aenea. “But others
can … and have.”

Nemes looked irritated for a second but then laughed. “Those who
created me will attend to that in a second, but I do not wish to
wait that long, and I do not need to shift up to kill you, bitch
child.”

“That’s true,” said Aenea. She had stood her ground through all
of this violence and confusion, her legs apart, feet firmly 
planted, arms easy at her sides.

Rise of Endymion
Chapter 22