Chapter 61
Not only them—animals who’d reconnected to the telepathic frequency of lifemagic had heard both Roxanne and Frinshir’s calls. My animal brethren, Frinshir thought to the assembling beasts. The daemonion were once animals. Help us now, for we are kindred spirits. A deluge of magic emerged from the unbroken circle, stemming from animals and demons alike. They poured their collected power into Frinshir, and she poured it back out, directing it against Divifír. The necrocrelai howled in rage and beat his wings, attempting to flee the magical bombardment. Caught in the moment, in a surge of bloodlust, Roxanne nabbed a nearby pocket of earth-threads, using the energy to summon vines from the ground. She forced the vines up, up, up. They rose and wrapped around Divifír’s hind legs. He snarled
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