Chapter Twenty-Eight
Meikah didn’t know who to help. Rafe or Kellan. After a couple of seconds watching Rafe feed at Livia’s wrist, she decided Kellan needed her more. Or at least she could help him. She took the few steps separating them, striking out at one of the spirits. Her attack did nothing. There was no magic filling the blade. Taking a deep breath she tried to find it. Panic raced through her when she couldn’t. Without magic she was useless against spirits.
Turning towards the shield of air, she stared at the creatures trying to get in. “Let in a zombie.” The air eased around one of the creatures and it ambled towards her.
“Spirits smell better,” Mace said.
Meikah drew back her sword. “Sorry. I didn’t think about that.” She slashed at the zombie, severing the head from its bod
