Since he was free of Alex’s hold on him after they had covered their ears, and trusting that she was safest in Sasha’s wings anyway, Nathan pushed his way out, moving fast to be sure Sasha didn’t try to pull him back.
“Nathan!” Alex called. “What are you doing!?”
But Nathan didn’t hear her. He had to get to Jim.
He tossed his hardhat aside as he ran. His brother was just a few yards in front of him, no longer standing. Jim had fallen to his knees, his arms still outstretched, as the sidhe he was sending back into the Veil howled on and some of the other creatures began to close in. It was far more than Jim could handle, even as his red light runic traps sprang up—he couldn’t maintain it all. Nathan could see the glint of blood seeping from Jim’s ears, his nose, even his eyes.