Chapter Eleven
Race against time
Aly was worried, and I started tapping my foot nervously. There was no way we could turn back now. Baxley was probably gathering Dark Ones to find us, so we were stuck here. This was slowly getting out of hand.
My skin was itching. I was certain that this was another side effect of the potion, and it was beginning to wear off. That old fairy must have lied to me. There was no way I could ever be a Dark One for twenty-four hours straight. Now I thought about how it sounded too good to be true.
“We have to wait here for a bit,” I said to Aly as I tried to think about my next step. The other side was heavily guarded by the mages. They were expecting the wardens and the League to attack the city. The way out through the tunnels near Draconia was out of the
