Chapter 97

The cloaked man dashed and killed a still shocked Morgana. He was about to slay Iris again when Tara re-engaged with him and met the attacker blow for blow.

Iris crouched in despair clutching Samiya and Morgana. Grief and shock taking leave of her senses.

"Master, fight!" Umbra shouted at me. "Kill them."

A bloodthirst lit up in me. It counted for little as Jack the fae monster attacked my mind and crippled me from fighting back with magic.

"No!" I heard Umbra scream.

Umbra resisted Jack's attack. She'd been lucky to keep a relatively cool head and her enhancement plus the evil eye helped stay out of harm's way. Yes, it was the evil eye. Malice met malice and she lived.

It was not my first time enduring a psychic attack, but whereas Maradon had used his limited intellect and guile, Jack drew from an abyss of eldritch horror that was like detonating napalm in my brain.

Tara dropped to one knee and blood flowed from her mouth.