Anna opened the door and threw herself inside at the same time as the sound of nails digging into metal filled her ears. She crawled further away, looking over her shoulder just as the wraith’s paw poked through the open door, knocking off a pile of crates and sending them against the wall. Annabel threw herself out of its reach just as its nails cut through the air where she stood moments prior.
She slipped the Ring of Dispel off her finger—there was no point of it now that the wraith had cut off her only escape and Etheera had told her never to use the ring and the sword at the same time since they had opposing functions and could damage each other.
Find the sword, Etheera nagged impatiently in her head.
“I know, damn it!” Anna hissed, getting to her feet while the wraith threw itself
