CHAPTER THIRTY
Tegan threw himself into its path and held up his hands, dropping the contract. The net landed on him and a horrible cry escaped his lips as his body convulsed. He dropped to his knees and fell forward. The net faded and I could see it was made of some sort of thin metal wire.
A group of cloaked figures hurried toward us from that direction. Two of them were Whalen and his Key, and another pair followed behind them. Those two held the nets in their hand.
The leader Key stopped them a few yards from where we stood and the light from their lamps cast much of his face in shadows. “I’m sorry we had to do that, but the dragon left us with no choice.”
I dropped to my knees beside Tegan as I felt a strange pull tug on my body. The contract beside him gave off a soft blac
