Chapter 122. Boosting His Power

“Get off me!” Rett shouted. His other hand flailed, trying to pry Ash away and in that moment, his grip on Althea loosened.

Althea didn’t hesitate. She jerked free, twisting out of his reach and slammed her palm against his chest. A burst of golden light flared from her hand, blasting him backward several feet.

Rett hit the ground hard, his arm bleeding where Ash had torn into him.

“Ash, back!” she called, and the wolf quickly obeyed, leaping to her side and baring its fangs.

Now, Althea stood frozen between them—between Rett and Gavriel.

Behind Rett, the swirling portal flickered violently, its edges crackling with unstable dark energy. Jener’s voice rose in panic, “The portal is ready! But I won’t be able to hold it for long!”

Rett’s hand shot toward her. “Come with me, sister! The bastard doesn’t care about you!” he shouted over the roar of clashing magic between Uriel and his warlock. “Don’t be a fool! Come before it’s too late!”