Alex stiffened as a surge in the veil was quickly followed by screaming, then with the clash of blades with the smaller waves in power consistent with the fighting style of the Elite.
Captain, we’re under attack, there are so many of them.
Alex recognised Matthew’s mind voice, knew he’d been left to help coordinate the guards outside. He leapt off the windowsill. One glance out the window onto the grounds below showed him that Sundered, under the control of healers, were attacking those left to guard the grounds. The healers around the table sprang up from their seats only to be halted by Kyle.
“Stay put. This is not your fight.” Jess’s voice was firm, and the healers sat back, wide-eyed, each of them feeling the power of her command.
Kyle looked at Marcus, who was standing near the do
