Book Seven: Chapter 109

Cyrus held up his hands. “I’m not trying to pry. As you can see, we’re having some leadership problems of our own and I’m currently in command.” He tilted his head toward Laurel. The mage was lying down on her side and had fallen fast asleep.

Dirk looked at Darius, who remained silent for several seconds. The SoS commander looked at Cyrus with eyes that seemed to simmer with rage, but his face was neutral.

“We’re planning a new approach,” he replied, then gestured toward the images. “Since we cannot breach the perimeter of the house, we are forced to find a way to bring its denizens out. Your Director has asked us to secure the package via trading assets.”

“Trading assets?” Cyrus frowned. “What assets?”

“That fountain is home to a magical nymph. If the supply of water becomes blocked, she dies.” Darius gestured to the fountain. “So we’re going to try and blow it up.”

“What?!?” Eulalie yelled so loud that Cyrus flinched.

“Um, wait, so we’re plannin