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Warlocks swarmed and the elves fell into line beside them. Several constricted Harry’s movements with a barrier of shimmering air. Others had already rushed to bar the Trinity from rescuing Toby. More trolls bellowed far away.
We’re losing¸ Toby thought. After everything we’ve done!
He could see why. Even in his weakened state, battered and limping, Oberon was formidable. The King waded through the chaos of battle, constantly changing form and engulfing his victims whole in a swarm of black ash. Monstrous images flashed in the broiling air. His opponents’ punches missed, fireballs and shards of magic were redirected. He left a trail of zombified enemies, shaken and pale.
A tongue of fire whipped past Toby’s head but he managed to dodge.
‘Hey!’ He spun around and came face to face w
