~Rowan’s Point of View~
I stare down at the three warlocks we use when we need serious magic, more than fairies are capable of pulling off. It pains me to admit that; our family prides itself on moving mountains to get jobs done. But even we have our limitations.
“We’re out of time,” I snarl, impatient. My brothers and I wait on a large boat right where the forcefield over Hans’ home begins. There are others from our clan here as well, and six of my cousins. Thirty men in total are ready to go. Half will go in the house and half will fight guards outside of it. One is going to stay on the boat and watch for Shadows, since they could be anywhere. Of course Hans lives right on the water, only the best.
“Just got word from the fight, it's starting and he’s there. Front and center with at
