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She squinted through the blindfold but could only see the distorted shapes of branches overhead, their leaves lost even though Eryne had kept Red Ripper’s trees in an ever-fixed state of spring and summer. That gave her hope. A tiny, glittering sliver of it. Peverton’s magic was not as strong as Eryne’s had been. Perhaps the spell would go wrong, or he wouldn’t have the strength to complete it. Even if her life was to be lost, Lily hoped that Peverton had been wrong to think this spell would secure their power forever.

Merlin the necromancer elbowed Levi the Envious when the latter was too oblivious from the piercing glare of Maleficent the Glutton. “Ouch! Merlin” Levi the Envious finally looked up at the wizard behind him. “What is wrong with you?” “You sure know how to live yours, Levi the Envious. You are acting like a brat since no one will hug you right now. Pathetic,” said Merlin in an even tone. He was watching Levi’s expression through his hooded eyes.

Unlacing my mages robes as my gaze focused on the steaming metal tub before the fire. I couldn't wait to sink in and ease my aching muscles. Hawk was always harder on me than anyone. And every time he was close enough he whispered near my ear. "I'll be inside you soon, Mary Mage..." I'd growl at him and misfire with my staff, misplace potions and lose my spell book. All of which was causing Warlord to lose patience with me. "Deal with her!" Warlord had finally said. Hawk had grinned as he marched over to me while I hurriedly mixed a potion which would cause an explosion when tossed at an enemy.