Chapter 136

There was a steep slope to the right of the barn that led down into a low, shallow river. If the Blue Man reached a body of water, he’d be lost to them. He was already running fell pelt over the muddy ground down that slope, and Nathan bounded after him. He just needed one clear shot to slow the sidhe down. Just one.

And then Walter flickered into view in front of the Blue Man, which shouldn’t have been possible. He was far enough from Jim, but being in the presence of a sidhe also banished him—at least it used to.

The Blue Man couldn’t see Walter and barreled right toward him. Nathan watched, awed as Walter braced himself with his arms out and pushed the Blue Man with all his might when he reached him. Mere feet from the river, the sidhe’s footing faltered as he stumbled back, slipping and sliding in the mud and rain until he stumbled, confused as to what invisible force he had met. Walter’s image shimmered unsteadily from the contact but he didn’t fade.