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son.â Dad obviously had heard something different in his tone than I had.
âOr what? Your Shadowwitch will cover me with sap?â Oracle looked to Mom and Nieve. âWhich one of you is the Daughter of Hazel that practises the forbidden lore?â
Mom stepped forward but didnât say a word.
âSo who are you?â the Oracle asked pointing to Nieve.
âI am Nieve of Duir and I too want my mommy.â
That should have been funny, but the way my aunt said it made it sound menacing. Saying that, Oracle guy laughed â apparently he doesnât menace easily.
âWell, now that we are all introduced,â the Oracle said rising, âit is time for you to go. Apologise to my Brownies on your way out.â
Dahy is not the kind of guy who lets emotions get in the way of his tactics but on this day, the arrogance of the Oracle and the anticipation of seeing Macha again got the best of him and he jumped the gun. He raised his
banta
and stepped towards the dais. All I remember of the next ten seconds was: G-forces, wind and pain. By the time I came back to my senses I saw that I, like everyone in my party, was pinned to the wall by a force of wind that made our faces scrunch up like astronauts during take-off. When I finally could force my head to move, I saw I was three feet off the ground.
Oracle guy was standing in front of his dais with his arms outstretched as dust and leaves swirled around him under the light from the ceiling discs. If before I thought that this plan was maybe a mistake, now, seeing Oracle guy looking so all-powerful, I wondered if this was actually a fatal mistake.
âWhat arrogance,â he said; his voice, carried on the wind, was so loud it made my head vibrate against the stone. âTo imagine that sticks and swords â and even Shadowmagic are enough to defeat ME!â
Chapter Seven
Diddo
I tried to speak and then yell but the wind seemed to push my words back in to my head. I wasnât party to the entire plan for this campaign but I was pretty sure that getting pinned to a wall wasnât part of it. I could only hope that we got back on schedule before Oracle guy killed us.
The pressure of the wind was so intense that I was starting to have trouble breathing. Now that would be one for the books â being suffocated because of too much air. I looked to my left. Not because I wanted to, it was just that I could no longer keep my head straight. As my cheek pressed painfully against the stone wall I saw Mom moving her hand into her pouch. I donât know how she did it, I couldnât move a thing. Her hand came out with one of those gold and amber balls that she had invented. It was a hybrid weapon made from Real and Shadowmagic. I had never seen it fail to kick the crap out of anybody she had lobbed it at. Ever so slowly she brought her hand to her lips and incanted directly onto the ball. The gold and amber glowed and then despite the force of the wind it started towards the Oracle â but not for long. I heard him laugh through the howl as Momâs bomb came back at her and silently exploded as it reached her chest. Normally I would have had to turn my head or cover my face at the brightness of it but all I could do was close my eyes. When the flash blindness finally receded to small black dots I saw that Mom was out cold. At least, I hoped she was just unconscious. For all I could tell she might have been dead.
The horror of that thought hit me at the same time as all the noise stopped. Blessed quiet filled the room as the wind and pressure ceased and I slid down the wall onto my feet. Mom crumpled to the ground. As I ran to her I heard Dahyâs voice shouting the word that I had taught him, âNinja!â My training kicked in and I slowed to a crawl. Mom looked like she was still breathing so I slowly turned to see that the rest of my team had already gently flowed into action. Oracle guy looked very confused. He waved his
âOr what? Your Shadowwitch will cover me with sap?â Oracle looked to Mom and Nieve. âWhich one of you is the Daughter of Hazel that practises the forbidden lore?â
Mom stepped forward but didnât say a word.
âSo who are you?â the Oracle asked pointing to Nieve.
âI am Nieve of Duir and I too want my mommy.â
That should have been funny, but the way my aunt said it made it sound menacing. Saying that, Oracle guy laughed â apparently he doesnât menace easily.
âWell, now that we are all introduced,â the Oracle said rising, âit is time for you to go. Apologise to my Brownies on your way out.â
Dahy is not the kind of guy who lets emotions get in the way of his tactics but on this day, the arrogance of the Oracle and the anticipation of seeing Macha again got the best of him and he jumped the gun. He raised his
banta
and stepped towards the dais. All I remember of the next ten seconds was: G-forces, wind and pain. By the time I came back to my senses I saw that I, like everyone in my party, was pinned to the wall by a force of wind that made our faces scrunch up like astronauts during take-off. When I finally could force my head to move, I saw I was three feet off the ground.
Oracle guy was standing in front of his dais with his arms outstretched as dust and leaves swirled around him under the light from the ceiling discs. If before I thought that this plan was maybe a mistake, now, seeing Oracle guy looking so all-powerful, I wondered if this was actually a fatal mistake.
âWhat arrogance,â he said; his voice, carried on the wind, was so loud it made my head vibrate against the stone. âTo imagine that sticks and swords â and even Shadowmagic are enough to defeat ME!â
Chapter Seven
Diddo
I tried to speak and then yell but the wind seemed to push my words back in to my head. I wasnât party to the entire plan for this campaign but I was pretty sure that getting pinned to a wall wasnât part of it. I could only hope that we got back on schedule before Oracle guy killed us.
The pressure of the wind was so intense that I was starting to have trouble breathing. Now that would be one for the books â being suffocated because of too much air. I looked to my left. Not because I wanted to, it was just that I could no longer keep my head straight. As my cheek pressed painfully against the stone wall I saw Mom moving her hand into her pouch. I donât know how she did it, I couldnât move a thing. Her hand came out with one of those gold and amber balls that she had invented. It was a hybrid weapon made from Real and Shadowmagic. I had never seen it fail to kick the crap out of anybody she had lobbed it at. Ever so slowly she brought her hand to her lips and incanted directly onto the ball. The gold and amber glowed and then despite the force of the wind it started towards the Oracle â but not for long. I heard him laugh through the howl as Momâs bomb came back at her and silently exploded as it reached her chest. Normally I would have had to turn my head or cover my face at the brightness of it but all I could do was close my eyes. When the flash blindness finally receded to small black dots I saw that Mom was out cold. At least, I hoped she was just unconscious. For all I could tell she might have been dead.
The horror of that thought hit me at the same time as all the noise stopped. Blessed quiet filled the room as the wind and pressure ceased and I slid down the wall onto my feet. Mom crumpled to the ground. As I ran to her I heard Dahyâs voice shouting the word that I had taught him, âNinja!â My training kicked in and I slowed to a crawl. Mom looked like she was still breathing so I slowly turned to see that the rest of my team had already gently flowed into action. Oracle guy looked very confused. He waved his
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