XXVII

When Eisen is done, he has two lines split off from the original line, one red and one yellow. The red one split to the east wing and the yellow split to the west wing, and luckily both swung back around to Adrian. At least their fifteen Demon-Castors wouldn’t have to circle back through the hallway labyrinth to get to them.

“Okay,” Sauda says, “Before we get to the compound we will all need to be hidden, so Bathory and his men can’t see us. Can that be cast?”

“Easily, however, we only need to hide your team. Adrian is expecting Asiya, and this amount of Castors always accompanies her. So us being there won’t cause any suspicion.”

“Will Adrian and the Demon-Castors be able to sense your magic?” Dix asks.

“No. Even if just a quarter of us cast this, it’s easy to hide. We may not have extra power and blood magick to help us cast like those deplorable Demon-Castors, but our energy is the strongest of Castors in the world,” Eisen explains. “Except… the Castor of yours—”