"Mystical scents, huh?" Mystica said, her tone light but her eyes sharp. "Yeah, humans give them off. But those scents aren't something you can sniff out with your regular old nose. And honestly, no human alive today can smell mystical scents."
She smirked, tilting her head. "Except your kind."
"You mean dark magic users?" Liam asked.
"Nope, a bunch of soulless mannequins," Magnus said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Of course dark magic users, genius. May their edgy souls rest in peace."
"Dark magic? He's one of those?" Dove purred, her grin curling like smoke.
"I thought I mentioned that," Mystica said with a casual shrug.
"You said 'shadow boy,' not 'last dark magic user,'" Dove said, her eyes lighting up like a mad scientist spotting a new lab rat. "Oh, this is divine. I can finally run some real experiments." She stared at Liam like he was a rare diamond… or a bomb she couldn't wait to set off.
