Chapter Seventeen : The Offer
Dagda
deflected another hex bolt. “I’ve lasted for hundreds of years.” He sent streamers of fire at a sasquatch,
pushing it back. “What makes you think I
can’t handle you lot?” Dagda’s magic
tendrils grabbed a nameless vampire and flung him at the charging Beufus.
“You
can’t keep this up forever. Some of us
never tire.” Gertrude shot out glowing
red energy spikes but they deflected off Dagda’s shield. Annabelle noticed a small crack in it,
however, and she lurched forward.
Despite
the sweat on his brow, the warlock laughed. “You’d be surprised what I can
handle. Where’s your friend,
Penelope? Did she get tired of wasting
her time following Dominic around like a love struck puppy?”
“The
Master felt her special talents were of better use in a quiet little village
just south from here.” Gertrude grinned as her red lightning chipped his green
shield.
“Salem?
No. Even he wouldn’t--”
“Why
do you think the paranoia has gotten out of control? The Master knows when to take advantage of
foolish people.”
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