41. Chapter 40
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Julen
Julen seethed as he watched Souzie’s heart break. He had to find Haligran. He had to make that man suffer for all he’d done to her. Anjular stepped forward.“There may be a way we can help him.”
Julen’s gaze shot up at her. “How?”
“My mother is a healer. That’s her gift. Her blood can cure fae who are injured, sick, or dying. I know she’s never healed a human, but we could try.”
Souzie jumped up and rushed to Anjular. “Really? You think she would do that?”
Anjular caressed Souzie’s arms. “She’d be willing to try. We could bring him to Caligon.” She then motioned toward the other prisoners, whose mania had died down. “We could take them all after Julen has drained them of the evil magic. ”
Souzie turned her gaze toward her friends. “I have to go to Caligon. If we can get out of here.”
“I’m coming too,” Klorin said as he rushed to hold Souzie.
Julen turned to Dacias, who took Julen’s hand and embraced him. “We’ll all go.”
Iacuora slithered toward them. “ Lovely, but we’re still trapped in this hellhole. We need a plan. Haligran has had enough time to alert the guardians that we’ve escaped. No doubt, they’re ready to ambush us at every exit.”
Anjular put up her hand to silence the group. “Let me focus for a moment.”
She closed her eyes and concentrated. Her arms wrapped around her, and she tugged at her gown. “Haligran is gone. He’s fled. Carnufor stayed to lead the guardians in their quest to capture us. They’ve gathered in the prison yard.”
“Can we use another exit?” Klorin asked.
Anjular shook her head and said, “There are no other exits. Everyone enters and exits through the main area at the front of the prison.”
Souzie closed her eyes and spoke through clenched teeth. “We can’t be trapped here. There’s got to be a way out.”
Dacias stepped forward. “There is. We fight.”
“There must be hundreds of guardians,” Julen remarked.
“Yes, and none of them are as powerful as you,” Dacias replied.
Iacuora slithered forward, her wings flapping and her chest puffed with pride. “We’re here as well. Anjular is one of the most powerful faes I’ve ever known, and the four of us,” she motioned toward the other creatures, “are vicious when we need to be.”
The creatures grumbled behind her. The Multarmirus pounded several fists on outstretched hands, signaling its readiness to fight. Julen might have chuckled at its enthusiasm if the situation weren’t so dire.
Souzie spoke up. “We need these guardians dead—all of them. It’s the only way we’ll free the prisoners and move Morab’s council to Caligon. We’re not leaving anyone here to rot.”
Iacuora smiled. “Now, this human I like.”
Julen thought about his new powers: the tendrils of purple mist that he released, the lightning that cracked about the laboratory. Combined with Anjular’s abilities, the creatures’ strength, and his friends’ skill, he was confident they could win.
Julen looked about the ragtag group and felt a sense of pride warm his soul. They were fierce and mighty and ready to fight. “We can do this. Let’s destroy this wretched prison once and for all.”