CHAPTER 14
The fight had become an intricate dance of wooden staffs meeting with a clunk, then returning to their masters again, then meeting once more in a cacophony of sound. This wasn’t a fight as much as a show of strength and confidence.
Luc was in his element, easily blocking the Mahoun’s attacks, but Macey was beginning to think that the devil was just toying with them. Maybe he was even trying to distract them while he had a much worse plan put into action by his lackeys.
Hopefully, the others had entered the castle and were following the plan.
Slightly distracted, Macey lost her grip on her magic and the Mahoun's staff got through her defences, knocking hard against her shoulder. She stumbled back, cursing herself for her carelessness. She didn't know how to fight, but somehow
