"Plan C?" Cornellio rasped, raising his brows. "Since when did we have one?"
"It's a classic strategy in case your enemy knows your plans. Make a plan within a plan, a secret within a secret!" I said on my way to Cornellio's side. "Don't strain yourself too much now, your aura needs some cleaning."
While I pulled the remnants of Staghead's power out of Cornellio, Eve explained. "The seal Diana gave you was a fake we made. It's coupled with a beacon of sorts that will let us follow Staghead into Under Hills. Right now, he's weakened, and only an arm reach away. He wouldn't expect it, either. But we have to hurry before he realised he was tricked."
There was only so much I could do with Cornellio's aura. Whatever Staghead threw at him, it ate at him like acid, figuratively speaking. I doubted that even a blood infusion would help him quickly. Cornellio needed more cold and death than life right now. Still, at least now he wasn't getting worse.
