I knew what Saint Dane was sensing. I knew why he was confused. he thought I was done. He thought we were done. He was wrong, and that's what he was sensing. He felt our presence. I figured I might as well confirm things for him.
"Pendragon, don't--," Patrick warned.
I stepped out fron behind the pillar into the light.
"Man, that suit is just wicked cool!" I called out.

Auteur: D.J. MacHale

I knew what Saint Dane was sensing. I knew why he was confused. he thought I was done. He thought we were done. He was wrong, and that's what he was sensing. He felt our presence. I figured I might as well confirm things for him. <br /> "Pendragon, don't--," Patrick warned. <br /> I stepped out fron behind the pillar into the light. <br /> "Man, that suit is just wicked cool!" I called out. - D.J. MacHale

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