Chapter 20
OUR FATHER THREW BLAST after blast. Sparks of white and yellow and red burst against the other warlock’s shield. For a moment, I couldn’t do anything except stare at the magic my father was able to produce. I knew my father was the High Warlock, but I just took for granted how powerful he really was.
The warlock who had attacked me was injured from that first hit my father had landed to get him off me. He cradled one arm against his chest and held up an ever-weakening shield. I almost felt sorry for him.
Almost.
He couldn’t fight back, or at least, that was how it looked. I wondered if it was possible to even pretend to fake such an injury. I wasn’t sure what good it would do. It wasn’t like we were arrogant enough to believe him, at least, not in this moment.
My father thr
