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Char and the other mages. “ There
are too many, and they’re too powerful. We’re losing our
hold as it is. ”
    Real panic started to
rise from the pit of my belly, sending my heart into a gallop. I
needed to protect my people!
    What if we made the
shield smaller? I asked Owen. Would it be easier to hold?
    “ Yeah, but
how? We’ve already brought it in from the sea to the edges of
the island, but we have to cover the entire thing. ”
    No, you don’t . Hang on. I used my telepathy to call to Ophelia and ordered her
to clear everyone out of the mansion and to take cover in the
village. Tell the guards to come to the council hall. Without
waiting for a response, I switched to my son’s mind. Dorian,
I need you to bring Sasha and come here to town. Now!
    He ignored me, but I
could feel his mind signature, locating him where we’d left him
in his room at the mansion.
    Dorian! Now! We’re
under attack!
    “ Ugh!
Whatever! I’m coming. Geez. ”
    The sulfuric stench of
dark magic filled my nose. A red flash of light flew from the sea and
slammed into the island. A building near the shore exploded into
shards of wood and pieces of plaster.
    “ They’re
getting through ,” Char said to me. No kidding.
    Dorian dropped from the
air to my side with Sasha in his arms, apparently having flown here.
I reached my mind out to the mansion and found no signatures there.
    “Get inside the
council hall,” I told my son, but he ignored me again, his gaze
locked on the Daemoni in the distance.
    I wanted to shove him
away and prevent him from ever setting eyes on them again, but I
didn’t have time for the argument. My mind scanned the entire
northern half of the island from the beach to the forest to the
cliffs to be sure no one remained before I gave the orders. That part
of the island was clear of any mind signatures. Perfect.
    Tighten the shield
to only surround the village , I ordered Owen.
    “ But the
mansion —” He began to argue.
    There’s nobody
there. Just protect the people. Another flash of light hit a
second building. People poured out of the pub next to it, screaming
with panic and running up the hill toward the council hall. Do it,
Owen, before it’s too late!
    More spells soared
through, one hitting an old cypress that exploded into slivers.
Another hitting the blacksmith’s shop not too far below us,
taking out one side of it. The people running up the hill dropped to
the ground or scattered between the buildings, fleeing the main
street. Tristan swept Dorian and me into his arms and plastered us to
the ground, making us smaller targets as another spell headed
straight for us. It soared over our prone bodies and took out what
sounded like a tree behind us, but I couldn’t get up to look.
    The odor of Daemoni and
dark magic faded, and the next round of spells ricocheted seemingly
in midair. Owen and his mage team must have strengthened our magical
armor. Sounds of explosions from the north side of the island meant
they had, indeed, contracted the shield to protect the people. That
was okay, as long as they were safe. Although millennia of history
filled the halls of the matriarch’s mansion, ultimately it
consisted of only stones and material possessions. We could always
rebuild it.
    The attack on the
northern side of the island lasted for several more minutes. Knowing
we were safe here, though, Tristan and I sprang to our feet to check
on our people. I reached my mind out for everyone on my team—Owen,
Char, Blossom and Jax, Vanessa, and Sheree—and found them safe
and sound. Blossom, Jax, and Sheree were already helping some of the
Amadis in the lower part of town who’d been hurt from debris.
Vanessa stood on the roof of the council hall, her fists on her hips
and her ice-blue eyes staring hard at the Daemoni on the other side
of the shield.
    “They’re
all warlocks,” she said after she jumped down to stand next to
Sasha, who had already grown to her extra-large size, towering over
all of us.