“Darkness?” Victory asked. “Like the shadows?”
“Exactly like the shadows. The story goes that they overwhelmed the balance between darkness and light in their own world. Now, I theorize the cracks the world spell created in the barriers between our planes have allowed the shadows through. And they will overwhelm our world in darkness the way they have their own.”
Tension radiated from Asaron’s core, even when Victory rested a warning hand against the nape of his neck. “Stories and theories,” he said.
The doorbell rang again, chiming through the house.
Asaron met Victory’s gaze. “The daywalker is right. Let’s find out the next move in this chess game.”
They emerged from the dining room as David opened the front door. Victory caught his words of greeting but did not recognize the exuber
