A bast of dark magic hit me, sending me flying. I fell on the ground a little further away.
"Divine?" Asher's voice sounded.
"Leave. Now!" Fetheion shouted. I tried to push myself up to a sitting position, but before I could even do so, Fetheion appeared before me. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up. "Both of you." He said, shooting a deadly glare at Asher and Lucius. "I said leave!"
Asher ended his spell. The lightning dancing on his skin disappeared and the sky began to clear up. He shot a confused look at Fetheion, but as soon as he noticed the Divine's dark expression, he grabbed Lucius' arm and pulled him away without a word.
"As for you," Fetheion glared at me. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"I don't understand-" I began speaking, but he wasn't hearing any of it. His grasp around my wrist tightened as he cut me off.
"Trying to copy the Demon Lord's power? Have you lost your mind?"