Chapter 42

Dooma pointed at Nata, releasing her hold on Bartz just a touch. This was the exact opportunity that Bartz had been hoping for. A split toc after Dooma completed her sentence, Bartz pulled the star mirror off the wall and stuck it in front of Dooma’s finger. If luck was with him, he could reverse her spell back at her.

At first, nothing happened. Then the mirror started bursting with energy and turned into a cow. Dooma dropped it on the floor. The cow mirror shattered into thousands of pieces.

“Oh, how gross,” Dooma said. “I liked that mirror.”

Dooma turned her attention back to Bartz.

“Did you really think a mirror could reflect my magic?” she asked. “You watch WAY too much of the Magic Box.”

Dooma shook her head. “Just for that, I’ll kill you, then kill the mage. Her magic is all jammed up under my control. She’s not going anywhere.”

Dooma felt a tap on her shoulder and turned. Nata hit her with a right cross square in the face, causing Dooma to