Oliver's POV
"How can I help you, Oliver? You need to speak now before I lose control of the black wolf's spell on me. It will take a lot of energy to fight the spell on my system, and now that I can still hold it, you better tell me how we can get away from this place?" Lana asked, and I felt so glad she also wanted to leave.
"You are free to flee, Lana. Everything will be in your hands about our situation, and I wanted to save Declan and Zandro; can you use your magic on us during the fight?" I asked, and she hesitated for a moment.
"I don't know if I can control myself during the fight, but I will try my best to use the spell my mom taught me; I hadn't used it before because she told me to use it when I badly needed help." She answered.
"That would be cool; all I want from you is to make us look dead in front of everyone; you have to deceive the king, Lana," I said as I looked at her face.
