Chapter 52: Return and Departure
“With pleasure,” the short witch said, starting toward the glass hall again. The Amuul congregating above seemed to shiver with each ringing footstep.
Vix’s body screamed at her to move, to do something to stop Leanne. But she was too weak to fight her off. And she could not use magic, for fear of endangering Caine.
She could only watch, rooted in place, as Leanne went to unleash the Amuul on every witch in Nostrom. Vix wondered how many of them were just like Mirra, ordinary people with a talent for magic, swept up by the Al’Vidar. They were innocent in the Illumines’ schemes. Yet they would die along with everyone else.
Vix squeezed her eyes shut. Leanne was right. It was too late to play innocent. She had brought this about. The blood of thousands of women would soon be on her hands. And there was nothing she could do to prevent it.