CHAPTER FIFTY TWOGulliverThe moonlight reflected off the clear bowl of water and the spell flowed off my lips, the cool breeze wafting his way across my skin, and the waters rippled as the spell reached it's finality, peeking with one eye open, I let out a sigh of relief, locator magic wasn't really my forte but I seemed to get it right in this instance.Elena sat across from a hunched over figure whim she soothed lovingly, he wondered who that was, it was no shame of him to admit that I had checked up on her at every sparse bit of breathing space I'd got from the constant strain of watching over Dracul's castle and not once had i seen this in my scrying.Grandmother had been pretty keen on her home being protected against scrying forces but I had found a loophole that he wouldn't be willing to tell her about anytime soon, his concentration wavered and just for a bit the images flickered, the figure in question stood abruptly and the blanket fell off, the person in question causing

CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR Miranda PowerIt felt so good I could barely breathe, a breathe of fresh air, I had to hand it to Denise she really did know how to bring out the perfect burst of energy, a unique sort of blend of energy flowed into my veins, it was a burst of refreshment and her screams encouraged me causing me to siphon her powers with even more joy.It seemed endless, when all of a sudden it all went wrong, the entire room had been silent save from the sound of her constant screaming and Gulliver's incessant but pointless struggling grunt and then all of a sudden it stopped, it was almost as if I'd reached a barrier in her magic, a great unfathomable wall of magic that resisted even my prowess"What in-"My next words fail me as an inconceivable pain slithers it's way across my arm, forcing me to withdraw with a grunt of pain, her eyes open and so does an immense flood of power, my skin positively crawls as I'm blown back by an impeccable amount of magic, the blast does more th

CHAPTER FIFTY SIXMirandaThe whispers had started out slow and every time I knew, she'd just known that it was him, sinking into the very fragile creaks in my mind, slipping through my crumbling defenses, and warping the very core of my mind intensifying the hatred I felt, causing my skin to prickle and burn. Its whisper grew in my head to a stifling deafening crescendo."Serve!" The voice swells in my head, accompanied by a faint ringing. "You will serve!"I brought my hands to my ears in an attempt to drown out the maddened frenzy with a peaceful spell and was met with the feel of blood dripping steadily from my ears, hitting me with a stunning realization, whatever this was, it was affecting me, killing me from the inside.A hissing laugh follows. "Y-you cannot escape," it said, voice sounding like metals scraping over each other. "You're mine, yield!"The voice goes on in my head, laughing and teasing, burning its way through the recesses of my mind, twisting and turning my mem