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Desmond’s eyes couldn’t see anything at the moment, he was blind for a second as he watched the shadows come for him, but he could sense something was wrong. Kalen had moved, she had launched herself across the room and now smashed an amazingly powerful fist into the wall, the hole she created let in the morning sun from the east like a blast of fire. Desmond saw the shadows either flee or evaporate as the much more intense light poured all over him. His eyes switched back just in time to understand why Kalen had intervened, Anabella was dying, no, she was definitely mostly dead.

He couldn’t see any damage to her physical form; she just had grabbed her throat. This meant that it wasn’t she who had been injured… Kalen had come to the same conclusion as together they both said the name on their minds, “Arabella!” Desmond sheathed his sword, taking a simple stance he had before when he used his pulsing aura to scan. It was amazing he was able to stretch his tiny aura that far but he managed to get a read on what was going on.

He motioned to Kalen to tell her which way to go; she nodded and grabbed one of his swords from his side. Looking out the hole her enhanced eyes saw the troublesome pixie float into the air and she scowled. The Blood on that bitches face made it clear to her who was responsible. A crouching leap and Kalen was off like a shot, a bullet into the sky as he rune covered body brought her to the pixie in an instant. She had the blade ready, aiming to cut the pixies wings off.

Desmond, meanwhile, looked at Ana knowing he couldn’t help her from here; he looked to the shadow witch. “I think this battle is done, demon, I’ve got much more heinous people to deal with…” he reached out his hand to Amber indicating she and the other human should come with him. His other finger etched a seal on the back wall; opening one of his signature gates to the courtyard where he had felt Gabriella.