Chapter 179

But before he could speak, Anda let out a roar, a sonic punch of agony and relief. The magical release rippled through the crowd like a shockwave, hard and heavy. It felt like an enormous building had just dropped on top of them, crushing them into the ground.

The crowd fell to its knees. Killian, Dimitri, Liam, and Blanca stayed up. The witches' hands hit the blackened ground.

Then Anda's army rose and turned as one, facing them down.

Anda had risen from the platform. She was now several feet off the ground, her hands spread wide. Then her dark wings. Murky and silver-tipped with red, they beat in a slow, powerful rhythm. Anda had become a demon.

A powerful one.