Last Rites Metrics from before that I forgot to post

Oops.  Apparently the last time I wrote, I forgot to update the metrics. Sorry about that. Here are the updates – and two darlings, to make up for not posting before.

Starting Count: 27182
Ending Count: 28832
Net Gain: +1650

Starting line:
“I won’t have that on my conscience.”

Ending line:
“And unless you leave us alone, you’re dead. Got it?”

Darling:
And they were hybrid signatures. He tasted Chaos, Blood, Earth and Light magic surrounding them, mixing with Shadows and something even deeper, something dark and alien that whispered of destruction and life, death and birth, wrapped in a control that seemed superhuman.

and

Power flowed down through her skin into his, and then down through to the forcefield. Justin shivered, as much from the feeling of hunger that echoed from her as from the feel of her warm fingers twining with his. A subtle perfume wound around him, a mix of jasmine, spice and roses that tickled something deep within him. This was a very, very dangerous woman. Justin found himself looking forward to getting to know her better, and wondering if he’d survive the experience.

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