CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Hidden behind the magical wall in Leonardo’s workshop, Oliver’s body trembled with exhaustion. Summoning his celestial powers to block the dark army from entering the chapel had been draining. And still, they’d broken through his armor quickly anyway. It had barely slowed them. Now he was exhausted, spent, and the army was still approaching.
He could hear them now, on the other side of the wall, as they raced around the chapel searching for the concealed door into the workshop.
Panic stricken, he looked over at his friends. “What are we going to do? There’s no other way out!”
David, Gianni, Walter, and Hazel were cowering together, their hands clasped.
“The wormhole,” Leonardo told them hurriedly. “I will make it right here. I’ll barricade myself into the back room
