Penny and Zoe turned in unison to the sound of Tovar’s voice, both raising their wands. They fired identical spells at the red magician, but before either could reach him, giant black wings spread from his shoulders, pushing his cloak out behind him. He crouched and leapt, his wings pumping the air, and shot straight up through the trees.
Their spells passed below his feet, blasting leaves from the hanging willow limbs.
“Where’d he go?” Zoe spun in a circle, searching.
“I don’t know!” Penny searched the sky above them, saw a dark shape pass across the moon, then lost track of it.
They both screamed when something crashed through the green canopy over their heads. A moment later, one of Tovar’s boots landed in the dirt between them.
They both stared at it.
Tovar dropped from the night
