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"Stop there, brother," uncle Azzie's voice said. "You aren't taking away my sister just like that."
Mahalat turned, painfully yanking my arm and maybe even dislocating my shoulder. I hissed and tried to pull my arm out of his hand. He let it free, but only because he needed his hands to cast spells. He pushed me, making me stand between them. Probably because he didn't want me behind his back. That was smart of him.
"Come here, Amy," uncle Azzie said. I ran toward him, feeling evil magic building behind me.
Once I reached where he was, standing behind uncle Azzie, I tried to stay as far away from Mahalat's line of vision as I could.
Immediately after I got out of the way, a raging wave of fire seemed to embrace us. Uncle Azzie's shields resisted, although I could see it was costing
