Doc:That’s odd. They always respond.
Griff:We’re going to carry on flying over the property to see if we can find anything.
Van:Good idea, stay safe.
Putting my phone back in my pocket, I frown. A part of me really thought that we were overreacting and that Neith was still hanging out at the kelpie lake, maybe messing about with Mael or something, and had just lost track of time and had her phone on silent again.
It’s becoming increasingly clear though, that isn’t the case.
Heading deeper into the woods, I start to call out for her. I even try calling for any of her spirit guides, but none of them appear. Either that’s because they don’t hear anyone but Neith when she calls for them, or they’re all with Neith because she’s in danger.
I really fucking hope that it’s the first one.
Casimir is a big and unknown threat, and although I am almost one hundred percent sure that he couldn’t get through the wards, there is still a small part of me that isn’t sure. He did, after all, start a war and is after Neith because she can die and come back to life.
He either wants to drain her magic and her blood to use in his potion to create hybrids, or he wants to turn her into a hybrid. I have seen what happens to hybrids. They die because the two halves of themselves are constantly fighting. It’s excruciatingly painful, and it kills them. At least that’s the very short version of the hell that they go through. I know from what Raiden said when he crossed over the soul of the hybrid that we found in Ireland that it also damages their souls, and although I don’t know for certain, that can only have catastrophic consequences.
If Casimir succeeded in getting his hands on Neith and injected her with the hybrid serum, then she would die over and over again. God knows how many times she can die and come back. Each time would be excruciating.
I need to work on a cure, just in case.
I’ll start on it as soon as we get to Ireland. It would be better if I had a sample of what he’s using, but I think I can create a restoration and healingspell combined with a potion that might override everything, especially if I put everyone’s magic into it.
Now there’s an idea.
My mind is spinning with ways that I can make the potion and the spell to go alongside it, so much so that I’m not paying as much attention as I should be.
Something moves in the corner of my eye, and I stop, glancing in that direction.
Before I can do anything, I feel magic pull me, and I suddenly find myself in another realm entirely. I’m in the middle of some kind of woods, but these aren’t filled with any plants that I recognize. I also seem to instinctively know that I’m not in the Earth Realm anymore.
Awesome.
This is just what I fucking need right now. I need to find Neith.
Wait, maybe that’s why I’ve been pulled here, maybe she has been pulled here as well?
If that’s the case, then I'd better find her quickly. My eyes are still scanning my surroundings, and as of yet, I haven’t seen anything that’s a threat. I have a sneaking suspicion about where I could be, and if I’m right, then I’m definitely not in the clear.
Pulling out two of the daggers I have on me, I briefly wish for my swords and then wrap my magic around my daggers.
Tilting my head slightly, I still as I listen for any sign of movement. To the left of me, and slightly in front, I hear the unmistakable sounds of fighting. I take off, keeping my footsteps silent as I quickly move toward the fight.
What I see when I get there surprises me in more ways than one.
Firstly, it’s not Neith fighting but a supernatural that I have never met before. He's big, scarred, which shouldn’t be possible, has horns, deadly looking fangs, a tail, and quite frankly looks feral.
He looks like a demon of some kind.
He’s fighting barefoot.
The second surprise is that he is surrounded by at least twenty of those backward-knee walking creatures that Neith told us about, which confirms my suspicion that I’m in Luesidious.
Twenty of them, not including the ones that he’s already killed, and not only is he holding his own, but his blood splattered face has a sharp and quite frankly scary as fuck smile on it.
He’s loving this.
The last surprise is that I want to help him. I don’t want to leave him to his fate and find my way out of here and back to finding Neith.
