Book Six: Chapter 113

Smiling to herself, she summoned hundreds of images of herself on top of the obelisks. Calling out to the earth, she got it to feed thermal energy into the stones it had given, which would confuse Jack’s ability to sense heat differences. The mirages of herself were simple illusions, a spell she had learned along with foxfire. They were incapable of creating sound and were easily distinguishable from the real Yuki in bright light. It was a spell she hadn’t bothered with in years, preferring to lean on her ice magic.

Things were different now. It was as though a band of light was holding her together, reminding her both of the person she used to be and the one she could become. The best parts of her were ready to step forward and protect the man she saw as her friend and lover.

A battle of magic would be easily won by old bitch winter. But a battle of intellect? Yuki fingered the cards in her sleeve with a smile, then summoned foxfire into her hands. All across the snowy