We gallop through the streets and the monster never stops its pursuit of us, not even the ex-soldier and the dark mage. My heart races as I feel the monster's presence gaining at us, its ferocious growls filling the streets.
Just as we reach the gates, Calais shouts at the guards on top of the walls. "Open the gate!"
The soldiers look down at us in confusion before their eyes widen in horror as they see the monstrous creature hot on our heels.
Without hesitation, they quickly open the gate and we pass through it with the monster and the other two assassins hot on our heels.
"Damn it!" Calais curses, his voice strained from the chase. "It's a transformation spell created by dark magic. Would you know how to turn that monster back to its original form? That's the only way we can slay it."
"I may be able to try if I have my magic," I say, glancing at the monster.
"The absence of your magic, that's because of Cornelius, right?"
