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Skye's POV

The Leviathan, as Linus called him, began the attack. A tentacle as fast as lightning swatted at the Blood-Chief. Lightning erupted from the tentacle and the Leviathan hissed. His tentacle retreated and he ducked under the lake that Linus had created. I couldn't see Linus's face as clearly from the top of the oak branch I was sitting on, but I imagined he had to be sweating by now. Summoning a tsunami and then having to fend off this Leviathan creature? It had to be exhausting for him. My musings were interrupted by a darkening sky that immediately began to pour massive raindrops through the forest. The lake water rose almost immediately. As if by magic. I thought sarcastically. I hate magic.