Battle of the Black Dragon Gate (7)

Shye had already stalled for half the time he needed for his plan to progress. 

Though it seemed unlikely he could hold out for another full twenty seconds, a new plan was already forming in his mind.

Of course, retreating behind the Soul Barrier wasn't as simple as it seemed. 

The two equines were still locked in battle above, clashing with the Spirit Kings.

Both sides were battered and bruised.

Regal, the Zephyr Peafowl King in particular, had been caught by a wisp of Zeth's scorching blue flame.

Half his body was burned, forcing him out of the fight for a good while.

Realizing that he didn't need to create opportunities for the equines, Shye ordered his familiar through telepathy: 'Zeth, retreat with Aemorus to the other side of the barrier!'

The Duchess of the Dusk was reluctant, but an order was an order.

She couldn't defy Shye.

Her revenge would have to wait… for now.