CHAPTER THIRTY
Dark storm clouds full of lightning were forming over Tower Grove Park. The rest of the sky was full of stars. To a regular person, it would have seemed like a pop-up thunderstorm. Those weren’t uncommon around the city. One time, I called a buddy of mine who lived five minutes away; it was storming at my house but sunny at his. I bet no one thought twice about the storm clouds.
“I hope y’all got a plan,” Bo said, speeding up the car. “Cuz I got no idea what the hell is about to go down.”
“The sisters are preparing an attack on Natkaal,” Cassandra said. “They want us to go to the park.”
“What kind of attack?” I asked.
“A smothering attack,” Cassandra said. “They will wall the park off, use as much magic as possible to snuff the life out of the grasshopper demon and anyo
