A Door Into The Dark

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A Door Into the Dark
Clary screamed aloud in pure frustration as the shard of glass embedded itself in the wooden floor, inches from Sebastian 's throat. She felt him laugh underneath her. "You can 't do it," he said. "You can 't kill me." "To hell with you," she snarled. "I can 't kill Jace." "Same thing," he said, and, sitting up so fast she barely saw him move, he belted her across the face with enough force to send her skidding across the glass-strewn floor. Her slide was arrested when she hit the wall, gagged, and coughed blood. She buried her head against her forearm, the taste and smell of her own blood everywhere, sickening and metallic. A moment later Sebastian 's hand was fisted in her jacket and he was haling her to her feet. She didn 't fight him. What was the point? Why fight someone when they were willing to kill you and they knew you weren 't willing to kill, or even seriously wound, them? They 'd always win. She stood still as he examined her. "Could be worse," he said. "Looks like the jacket kept you from any real damage." Real damage? Her body felt like it had been sliced all over with thin knives. She glared at him through her eyelashes as he swung her up into his arms. It was like it had been in Paris, where he 'd carried her away from the Dahak demons, but then she had been--if not grateful, at least confused, and now she was filled with a boiling hatred. She kept her body tense while he carried her upstairs, his boots ringing on the…

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