Book Seven: Chapter 206

The men of the SoS were busy with Bigfoot and Yuki. The only thing between the children and freedom was the shadow army, most of whom were staring at the old man with crimson eyes.

Master Cyrus grinned in anticipation.

The first shadow to reach him turned its hands into sharp blades and tried to cut him in half. He fired the mostly depleted wand of light into the thing’s torso, blowing it apart. The shadow behind it tried the same tactic, but Cyrus had already drawn a spare blade and unfolded it. Catching the assault, he twisted away and sliced the creature in half.

“Ten men, my ass.” He walked away from where the kids were hiding, moving back toward the guard tower. The shadows followed, sliding across the floor at uncanny speeds. They shifted as they walked, their limbs melting back into their bodies. Cyrus turned his attention to the runes that lit the room and wondered if they were contributing somehow.

There was only one way to find out. He swapped out t