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The Faerie King turned tail, his cloak billowing, as Toby spotted his father, who stood in the Kraken’s path. Other humans were with him, but what about his mother and siblings?
He couldn’t risk his family’s lives.
‘Harry!’
The old phantom dodged a pillar of warlock fire. Even for a ghost, he was pale. He looked at Toby, then the black mass of tentacles.
‘You go,’ he said. ‘I’ll catch up with Oberon.’
‘OK.’ Toby knew Harry wouldn’t manage it with so many enemies circling but he needed to excuse himself. He barely made it ten feet, though, before a wedge of ice cut off his path.
‘Hold your caribou,’ Jack quipped in his silky, intelligent voice. He glided in on a bridge of ice.
‘Get out of my way, Jack.’
Toby’s whole body tingled as he filtered old memories to boost his magic. He
