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She fashioned the third and with Ian’s battle energy flowing, she launched it.

Then the fourth.

Finally, the fifth.

Holy shit. It’s gone. All of it. Sweet Goddess. But you’d better come back to me as in now. Something’s not right.

Regan returned to full consciousness, but didn’t immediately move her arms or disengage from Ian’s power. Together, they were still streaming the spells and it would take some time to roll back the disguising mist from all over the large acreage of Margetta’s land.

But what stunned her was how close the fortress actually was. The mist had not only disguised its existence but also its proximity to the gorge. It wasn’t more than a quarter mile distant.

Yet the tents in front of them seemed too quiet. Where were the Invictus?

Ian, what’s going on?

I’m not sure. Where’s the army?

Regan’s heartrate doubled. I can feel they’re here. I can sense them. Oh, no.

What?

Ian, you’d better contact everyone. There’s another layer to the spell and I’ll need a minute.

As Ian delivered the warning, Regan dove deep again and once more summoned Margetta’s spell.

Sure enough, a sixth layer emerged, this one more intricate than the others.

Fear beat at her, that she and Ian would be slaughtered in what was an extremely vulnerable position. Despite that her knees shook, she forced herself to focus on the sixth spell. No wonder the fortress had been invisible for so long.

Fortunately, the same essential base appeared and after sorting through it and separating the various incantations, melodic choices and special words, she found the final layer. She quickly created the counter-spell and let it fly. Ian’s power flared, and as she opened her eyes, dozens of Invictus pairs suddenly became fully visible.

Ian had already ordered his nearby force to hold the line until he could take care of business. But he now pathed the team leaders with a different directive. Engage at will, resounded through her mind and therefore to the rest of the squads. Aloud, he again reminded his closest warriors to wait for his command.

Shifting to face her, he gripped her shoulders. “You’ve done your part, and I need to fight. Two of my men will take you to the opposite side of the gorge to protect you. Stay hidden in the forest until I come for you.”

He gestured to the Guardsmen behind them. “Sean, you’ll see to this?”

“Yes, Mastyr.” Sean had thick, red hair and a determined look as he nodded to her. “Can you fly, Mistress?”

“Yes, absolutely.”

Levitating, he waved a hand toward Dark Gorge. “Then, let’s get you out of here.”

Regan immediately took to the air, moving as fast as she could to the opposite side. Landing at the edg

e of the forest, she slipped among the trees. The Guardsmen came with her.

Each stood facing away from her and far enough apart that she could see the granite outcropping. Ian had set up a powerful blue shield behind which his troops battled the Invictus.

But there were so many.

Regan had hoped Ian’s forces would be able to take the fortress, even though she knew the odds were against them. But with so many pairs battling, she didn’t see how it would be possible.

CHAPTER NINE

With the enemy encampment now fully exposed, and Regan safely away from the north side of the gorge, Ian focused all his attention on the coming battle. His men had already formed a line in front of the Invictus force, each having erected a battle shield. He then let loose his own battle energy and added to the heavy shield wall.

Many of the wraiths rose into the air, shrieking. Their bonded mates formed an opposing line to Ian’s Vampire Guard, then shouted, roared and struck their weapons together to create as much noise as possible.

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