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losing their powers in different degrees everywhere. The German Maistir is dead and our warriors are vulnerable to attacks from any enterprising nonhuman. Our enemies are quick to take advantage of what they see as a wounded tribe.”
Macha paused, staring at the vacant-eyed hologram. “Brina is in this situation due to Medb witches and a traitor that managed to infiltrate this castle with Noirre majik. I can’t trust someone who possesses black majik skill not to take advantage of the Noirre majik already in place and destroy this hologram. As long as it is here in the castle, the Beladors have some use of their powers. If I allow someone to destroy it, every Belador would face extermination as powerless humans.” Macha pinned her gaze on Evalle. “I will allow your Skinwalker entrance if you can swear that he will not bring dark majik into this castle.”
Evalle had no idea for sure where Storm’s majik originated, but she trusted him to bring no harm to Brina or the castle. She opened her mouth to speak, but Tzader cut her off with a booming decree.
“ I swear on my immortality.”
Evalle sucked in a breath at that.
Tzader spoke in her mind. Would Storm practice black majik?
No . Her quick answer came straight from the heart.
Then I trust your judgment and, if I can’t get Brina back, immortality means nothing to me.
She had nothing to say that would change his mind.
Tzader told Macha, “The sooner you send Evalle back, the sooner we’ll be able to determine whether Storm can help us.”
Macha appeared to be considering Tzader’s vow and was clearly not happy about him speaking up, but she addressed Evalle. “Very well. Have Trey contact Tzader once you’ve located the Skinwalker. If I’m convinced that he’s acceptable, I’ll teleport him to Treoir. When you’re ready to teleport back to Atlanta, envision where you wish to arrive.”
“What about VIPER? Will there be any fallout from me entering the beast games?” Evalle quickly added, “Which I did for the benefit of the Beladors.”
Specifically, she wanted to make sure Sen didn’t snatch her out of thin air and drop her in a Tribunal meeting to be judged after all she’d gone through to protect her tribe.
“VIPER will be informed that you were compelled by the Medb to go with Kizira to TÅμr Medb, then compelled to join the battle.”
That wasn’t exactly how it all went down, but if Macha was willing to sell that through, then Evalle wouldn’t argue since Kizira–and probably the Medb queen, Flaevynn–were both dead. It wasn’t as if someone could counter Macha’s explanation.
With that, Macha lifted her arms and disappeared in a whirl of spinning air sparkling with blue and silver.
Evalle didn’t want to consider the consequences of Macha not finding Storm acceptable. She waited to think about where she wanted to land, because that had sounded as if she’d be whisked away the second she pictured the location in her mind.
Handy, if she didn’t get snatched away before she was ready.
She needed to take care of one more thing before she left and turned to Tzader. “Tristan will be responsible to you for managing the gryphons and Rías while I’m gone. They need to take a break from their gryphon form and return to their human bodies, but they won’t all do that at the same time.”
Tzader nodded, his gaze returning to Brina. “What the hell?”
Evalle stared at a piece of the hologram the size of a cookie that had broken away. It turned into tiny crystals and blinked out of existence.
Covering his mouth with his hand, Tzader stood there, thinking. Over the next minute, he absorbed what he saw and the result was a heartbreaking expression of misery. When he moved his hand, he said, “Now we know what Garwyli was ranting about. What he saw in his vision.”
Losing Brina would be devastating for Tzader. But losing this last part of Brina would sever the only ties Beladors had to the Treoir power
Macha paused, staring at the vacant-eyed hologram. “Brina is in this situation due to Medb witches and a traitor that managed to infiltrate this castle with Noirre majik. I can’t trust someone who possesses black majik skill not to take advantage of the Noirre majik already in place and destroy this hologram. As long as it is here in the castle, the Beladors have some use of their powers. If I allow someone to destroy it, every Belador would face extermination as powerless humans.” Macha pinned her gaze on Evalle. “I will allow your Skinwalker entrance if you can swear that he will not bring dark majik into this castle.”
Evalle had no idea for sure where Storm’s majik originated, but she trusted him to bring no harm to Brina or the castle. She opened her mouth to speak, but Tzader cut her off with a booming decree.
“ I swear on my immortality.”
Evalle sucked in a breath at that.
Tzader spoke in her mind. Would Storm practice black majik?
No . Her quick answer came straight from the heart.
Then I trust your judgment and, if I can’t get Brina back, immortality means nothing to me.
She had nothing to say that would change his mind.
Tzader told Macha, “The sooner you send Evalle back, the sooner we’ll be able to determine whether Storm can help us.”
Macha appeared to be considering Tzader’s vow and was clearly not happy about him speaking up, but she addressed Evalle. “Very well. Have Trey contact Tzader once you’ve located the Skinwalker. If I’m convinced that he’s acceptable, I’ll teleport him to Treoir. When you’re ready to teleport back to Atlanta, envision where you wish to arrive.”
“What about VIPER? Will there be any fallout from me entering the beast games?” Evalle quickly added, “Which I did for the benefit of the Beladors.”
Specifically, she wanted to make sure Sen didn’t snatch her out of thin air and drop her in a Tribunal meeting to be judged after all she’d gone through to protect her tribe.
“VIPER will be informed that you were compelled by the Medb to go with Kizira to TÅμr Medb, then compelled to join the battle.”
That wasn’t exactly how it all went down, but if Macha was willing to sell that through, then Evalle wouldn’t argue since Kizira–and probably the Medb queen, Flaevynn–were both dead. It wasn’t as if someone could counter Macha’s explanation.
With that, Macha lifted her arms and disappeared in a whirl of spinning air sparkling with blue and silver.
Evalle didn’t want to consider the consequences of Macha not finding Storm acceptable. She waited to think about where she wanted to land, because that had sounded as if she’d be whisked away the second she pictured the location in her mind.
Handy, if she didn’t get snatched away before she was ready.
She needed to take care of one more thing before she left and turned to Tzader. “Tristan will be responsible to you for managing the gryphons and Rías while I’m gone. They need to take a break from their gryphon form and return to their human bodies, but they won’t all do that at the same time.”
Tzader nodded, his gaze returning to Brina. “What the hell?”
Evalle stared at a piece of the hologram the size of a cookie that had broken away. It turned into tiny crystals and blinked out of existence.
Covering his mouth with his hand, Tzader stood there, thinking. Over the next minute, he absorbed what he saw and the result was a heartbreaking expression of misery. When he moved his hand, he said, “Now we know what Garwyli was ranting about. What he saw in his vision.”
Losing Brina would be devastating for Tzader. But losing this last part of Brina would sever the only ties Beladors had to the Treoir power
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