The Lord had to fight despite the news that the knights brought. He dragged himself to Natasha and Eliot.
The rain was heavy and drenched them all, slowed their pace but gladly they had faeries beside them.
"Lady Natasha, you two must go after them," he directed to a dirt road and added, "that path can lead you to the river, it has rugged spiky rocks so be careful."
Natasha eagerly pulled Eliot with her. She couldn't believe that Wilmore was dead. Those crafty magicians came with a surprise attack and were inclined to target Wilmore and the King of Abyss, but why? Eliot could track their blood so before getting late she was supposed to find them.
The Lord rushed back to William. He was in pain and hardly they could smash down the second hex. But the dark magicians were here and they could have revived it again if the king were not going to lock it.
"John and Tobias, bring your man to cover my son-in-law. Our family is here and we can't lose them."
