The lock on the entrance rolled, and Inari heard more than a couple of swallows.
Inari stood straight, clasping her palms together, lights forming into an orb. The others of the devarians were in a similar posture, though none were able to form the lights so quickly.
Inari withdrew half step, even though her innate spell was so quick to form, she could not release it. It won't have the effect she needed.
The metal door opened, and the sight of a dozen horrified her. Her spell was not complete, but she threw it anyway.
But before her spell could even reach a dozen men, something lurched at them like a bolt of lightning. A bolt of golden light, and after the light, followed another golden figure. Leroy. There was someone faster after all.
