As I lunge across the sand, she raises a hand and directs a jet of fire directly into a demon wraith’s cold, dead eyes.
The creature swats the fire away and the magic fizzles out, leaving a long scorch mark over the beach.
“Little girl,” it hisses, lips peeling back to reveal blackened, pointed teeth. The voice is a sibilant whisper, and yet its message reverberates loudly through the air. “I was forged in the flames. They burn hotter than you can ever imagine, let alone conjure from your measly store of magic. Your party tricks cannot harm me.”
“Maybe not, but I can slow you down.”
Her voice is barely there, but I am so tuned in to Topaz that I can hear her even several feet away. There is fear in her tone, but also determination. My heart surges with pride at my mate’s courage.
Even in the face of death, Topaz refuses to give up.
I reach her side at the same time as Burley. I share a glance with my Alpha, but there’s no time for anything other than positioning ourselves between her and the demon. Thick, dark smoky fog unfurls around the creature, crawling toward where we stand.
I bare my teeth and growl at the creeping menace.
Before I can launch at it, a spell whooshes past my shoulder and hits the ground right at the demon’s feet. A deep crevice appears in the sand, and a sinkhole forms around its feet, dragging it down into the earth.
“How’s that for a party trick!” Topaz screams toward the space where the demon is sinking.
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