Vacuse blinked in surprise. "All that I hold dear?"
He smiled. How should he explain that he had nothing he held more dear than his life, and he wouldn't allow anyone to get near it?
"Well, I'm sorry that I have to disappoint you. But I'm really not inclined to go to the Black Accord. Maybe you can tell your boss to come see me if it's that important."
Serenthar went still, and his eyes narrowed to slits. "Then... I hope you won't hold me accountable for what's about to happen."
Immediately after he said that, he raised his ten fingers to the air and then brought them down as if he were swiping.
His fingers lit up with silver light, and in that instant, they saw strings that were attached from each finger, connecting to the constructs. Some strings went upward and disappeared into the sky, and some just hung there in front of him.
When his hands came down, the strings in front of him lashed out like a whip and cut a downward arc toward the carriage.
