CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Without thinking, I summoned a magical barrier in front of my face. Jackson’s flame sword slammed against the barrier, which held despite cracking slightly.
“Nice try,” I said to Jackson, who looked shocked at my quick reflexes. “But not nice enough.”
I pushed the barrier up, sending Jackson staggering backward. At the same time, James flew and landed down next to me, his eyes wide with fear as he said, “Noah, we need to get out of here now!”
“Of course,” I said. I put a hand on Simon and my other hand on James’ head. “Hold on, you two! We’re going home.”
I cast my teleportation spell. One moment, we were sitting on the concrete floor of the burning warehouse, with Jackson glaring at us. In the next, we were sitting on the shiny, clean wooden floor of my new apartment
