*Roman POV*
I saw Myrtle shoot a bolt of lightning at Grace, and then she hit the ground. I was slow to react, but when I saw Jameson with her, I focused back on the battle of witches, making sure that the rogues and vampires weren't going to interfere.
I later got a link from Jameson asking me to cover for him, and I simply told him not to worry about what was happening out here, and to focus on Grace.
I told him that his plan had worked, and that the rogues and vampires were retreating after coming out of their controlled haze. Myrtle was dead, and the shadow witches had been bound and were on their way to the max security cells in the cell house. We won the fight.
For some reason, this win felt too easy. Much too easy for a powerful witch to move in and attack. I couldn't shake t
