“The question is, can you take on both of us,” Damien said from behind Lyle.
“I can, and I will. You’ll be first so that Lyle can watch you die in agony.”
“Keep him busy.” Damien’s words were so soft Lyle barely heard them—but he did. He was still stunned by Orsino’s revelation; however, it didn’t stop him from doing as Damien had asked.
He took a deep breath, drawing on the power that was his alone, and brought up his lost shields, reinforcing them as he did. Within seconds, he was as protected as he had been before Orsino’s attacks. Then, he began to cast lightning bolts, not caring that they lit up the parking lot like the Fourth of July.
That, and Orsino’s trying to defend against them, kept the sorcerer’s attention focused on Lyle to the exclusion of anything else.
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