Chapter 92

Once Amida was sufficiently looted, Cyrus found a flat place in the rocks and drew a circle in the air with what looked like a piece of chalk. He made a series of loops in the air in a triangular pattern, then shoved his hands up through a pair of loops, which tightened around his wrists.

“You both need to do the same,” he instructed them. There were four more loops, and both Dana and Lily followed along, but not before Lily placed the tip of her tail against Cyrus’ throat.

“This checks out so far,” she warned. “But I would love nothing more than a reason.”

“I believe you,” he said, then began a low chant. The hovering circle glowed faintly, and Cyrus spoke quickly in a language that Dana assumed was Latin.

“It’s a typical binding spell,” Lily told her. “If you hurt him, it also hurts you. I’m not sure how that would work in your current condition, to be honest, because you’re already dead, but it would be bad. Even I would get messed up by such a spell.”