Chapter 77

"My guide, my dearest master. Seven times- or more by now - you've brought me safely through. You've drawn me from the face of towering doom.

-Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy

I acted instinctually again and went for her, but yet again I couldn't move. It was a dream or yet another vision. Cornelia must have triggered the connection that I had with Alexis and now I was seeing everything from her perspective.

"Wake her up, witch! I need her. She has the magic inside her, the only thing that can heal me," Alexis shouted in my direction, but she wasn't looking at me. I glanced back, seeing Matilda.

My Warlock friend stood on the other side of the room, with her hands raised. Her energy circulated around, and the strong smell of herbs wafted through the air. A bunch of heavy bricks cascaded down to my stomach when I saw Summer lying on the blankets in the corner. She was asleep. I couldn't see any injuries on her body, and she looked peaceful.