both?” “And Pondora, as well.” Jacob rubbed his chin. His thoughts escaped his lips in his words. “She doesn’t realize that it is affecting her.” Merlin laughed. “Oh, but you’re wrong there, dear brother. She knows very well the spell is the cause of her attraction to us and ours to hers. She is using it to trick us into giving her back her powers.” The image of Pondora’s tears and crying came back to haunt Jacob then. How could I have let my guard down like that? He took a deep breath. “Do you think she is saying the truth about the sorceress in the spying glass?” Merlin tapped his chin while he continued to look at a list on his table. “Yes, to some extent. I do believe the sorceress coming for her is as evil as she and will try to kill us once she’s done the same to Pondora. But she is lying that the sorceress is unvanquishable. And I found the perfect incantation and charm that not only will solve our problem with reversing Pondora’s spells on her victims but also vanquishing the sorceress out to get us.” “How, Merlin?” A ray of hope formed in Jacob’s heart. If anyone could find the answer, Merlin could. His mind didn’t work like his or any other sorcerer’s mind. Merlin could see things others didn’t. It was as if he looked at things from the inside out instead of the other way around. Jacob now realized how wrong he was to think Merlin hadn’t changed after all those years. He had, and for the better. He had become a far-better wizard than Jacob could ever be but not because his powers were greater. They were equal, as the gift of magic had been bestowed to them equally when they were in their mother’s womb. That was what Orion had told them. Merlin would be a great sorcerer because of his mind. He would always be one step ahead of the enemy, in this case Pondora. Merlin pointed to an old and faded parchment resting on the table. It looked like it had been damaged with age and water. “I found the answer here. We must go to Stonehenge. Only in a lunar eclipse and in the center of the surrounding stones can we recite this incantation. It is the answer to killing the evil sorceress, as well as freeing Pondora’s victims from her curses.” “How can that be done?” Jacob leaned forward and tried to read the spell but couldn’t make out much because Merlin picked it up and rolled it closed. From what Jacob had seen, it was written in old Gaelic. Merlin shook his head. “It will take me too long to explain it to you.” “Fine, I trust you will tell me when the time is right.” Merlin didn’t answer. Jacob didn’t push him to know now. He figured if he knew what exactly the spell was, he’d be thinking and worrying about it all the time. It was best Merlin told him only when his help would be needed. Taking a deep breath, he asked, “And what about Pondora?” He was afraid to hear what Merlin proposed they do to her. She may have done evil things in the past and was playing with their emotions now to seduce them into giving her powers back, but Jacob couldn’t help but feel sympathy and compassion for her. He also felt something else for her that had started to grow in his heart, and that feeling scared the hell out of him. Merlin’s eyes softened with his question. He, too, obviously was feeling the same emotions toward her as Jacob did. He took a deep breath and said, “We let her go free.” Jacob nodded, but something Merlin said bothered him. “You said we can vanquish the evil sorceress coming after Pondora?” “Yes.” “But Pondora said she isn’t more powerful than the sorceress, thus she cannot kill her. If she cannot do it with her powers, how can we? We aren’t more powerful than she.” “Our powers aren’t what will vanquish the sorceress.” Jacob lifted his hand in the air. “Stop, don’t tell me more. I’m getting nervous just thinking what is the answer to that question.” Merlin started to place the parchment in