Chapter Fifty-Three
“Ariel, point Itzel at Lilith!” I shout. “Itzel, I need you to shoot her with your ball lightning as often as you can.”
My plan is simple.
It’s time Itzel’s mojo messed up someone else’s powers.
If I’m right, Lilith’s luck will not apply when it comes to Itzel’s projectiles.
Hopefully.
“I can only toss a few before I pass out from exhaustion,” Itzel says as Ariel grabs her from her shoulder and points her head at Lilith as if she were a bazooka. “I also have trouble doing anything under this much stress—”
“Do your best,” I say as Nero flies toward Lilith. “Now!”
With a grunt, Itzel shoots her ball just as Nero’s tail starts to strike at Lilith’s sword-wielding hand.
As the projectile flies through the air, I hold my breath.
Nero sees it and stops his tail just
