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“Investigating.” He gave Izban a little bow. “I’m Jared, at your service.”
“Are you flirting with him?” Macey whispered and he shrugged again.
“I’m trying myself at diplomacy. Figured I might start practising it today.”
“That was flirting, not diplomacy.” She wasn’t sure if she was supposed to be annoyed, jealous or amused. These men were going to be the death of her.
Izban cleared his throat. “If you know I was attacked... do you know what happened to the dog? It saved me but I couldn’t stay to help her, I didn’t have a chance against him.”
He shuddered and Macey was tempted to do the same. Clearly, Izban had felt the Voice’s touch just like her.
“She died,” Macey said softly. “Her last wish was for us to find you. Her brother brought us here, although he can’t join us just now. Something is making him want to shift.”
“Oh, that’s me, sorry.” Izban whispered something under his breath and suddenly, the flashing lights flickered out and the feeling of dread that had been assaulting Macey’s heart disappeared.
“That was you? But I thought your power was ice?” Macey asked in wonder, looking at the punk with admiration. He had to be incredibly strong.
He shrugged. “It’s one of my specialities. Wicked Wards is my online shop, you can get all the spells you need in there.” He flicked his fingers and a black business card appeared in his hand. “I’m a mage,” he explained when he saw their startled looks. “I’m human but I have magic. It’s in the family. I inherited both my powers and the shop from my grandfather, but I’ve deci
ded to take the business online. That’s the future of witchcraft nowadays.”
Macey continued to stare at him. He was so weird.
His expression changed as her words finally sank in. “She died? I’m so sorry. I don’t know why she saved me, but I’ll be forever grateful. Do you think I could speak to her brother?”
“I’m not sure. He’s not very happy about her wanting us to help you. He’s quite anti-human, to be honest. Better give him some time,” Macey said. “If he wants to see you, he’ll come.”
“Fair enough. Now, why did you disturb my ritual? That’s one thing you still haven’t explained. Nor why you want to help me. Not many people do things out of the goodness of their hearts.”
“We’re like you,” Macey began but Izban laughed.
“I don’t think so, lady.”
“Let her finish,” Flint growled and a tiny flame began to flicker above Izban’s head. He didn’t seem to notice, though.
Macey sighed. “Have you heard about the prophecy of the Seven Wardens?”
“Yeah, Gramps made me learn all the main prophecies by heart. I found that one very strange though. Seven elements? Everybody knows there are only four.”
“Me too,” Macey admitted. “But I’ve had a bit of evidence to the contrary recently.” She threw a meaningful look at Cam, who summoned a small tornado in the palm of his hands.
“Right, so you can control air,” Izban said, crossing his arms and looking particularly sceptical.
“Wind, actually,” Cam replied, closing his hand and extinguishing the tornado.
“Pfft, that doesn’t seem likely. Especially if you think I’m part of this. I have no control over any of the four elements.”
Macey sighed. She hoped Lightning and Air weren’t going to be this difficult to convince. “Let’s guess, you do have some ice powers though?”
“What?”
Unable to think of anything else to do, Macey flung her hand forward and let out a stream of water, sending it straight towards the blue-haired man. He threw his hands up and she watched in bemused satisfaction as the water froze mid-air and fell to the floor, smashing into thousands of tiny pieces.
“Was that really necessary?” Flint asked, chuckling to himself.
“You’re one to talk,” she responded, thinking of his showmanship affectionately. Flint was nothing if not a show-off. Then again, he was powerful. She imagined most people would be like that if they held his level of power.
“True.”
