Spells flew, and vampires twisted to dodge them. They were jackals. Biting and maneuvering, trying to gain advantage from every side. The vampire forces were being thinned out. Less than thirty were left out of the hundred that started the fight.
Any that got close enough found Blackstar’s shield and a nasty spell waiting. It was a deeply impressive spectacle. Of course, I could only say that because I was hiding in a tree.
Duke was watching, as the other vampires wore him down. Blackstar would be dead soon, and I wouldn’t even need to do it myself. The plan had worked better than I’d hoped, except for him being the last Constellation wizard left. Still, all the vampires had to do was chase the king around the board until the game was over.
I spotted Zora weaving rapidly through the tre
