CHAPTER FORTY TWO
Chris just smiled. “Try and stop me.”
Oliver knew there was no reasoning with Chris. That wasn’t why he’d lured him here anyway. Chris wanted to fight. He could only be stopped by force. And that left Oliver only one option. He’d have to fight.
They’d sparred so many times in the past and Oliver had always come off worse. His brother was physically bigger and stronger than him. It was only ever Oliver’s fledgling seer powers that balanced the weighing scales. But now Chris had powers too. Evil powers by the looks of things.
Just then, he heard footsteps. Ralph barreled into the room.
“The men are free,” he said hurriedly. “And Esther’s holding back the Obsidians.”
Then he realized the scene before him and his eyes widened.
“Get those two,” Oliver said, nodding to t
