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His ice sealed nearly half a mile of the tunnel, ensuring the enemies couldn’t reach us.

It wasn’t without a cost.

Iokul stumbled as his magic exhausted him. Before he fell, Elvey and I caught him.

With each of us on either side of him, we half-carried and half-dragged Iokul forward.

An hour or so later, we’d finally emerged out of the tunnel into the shadow of the street in the City of Amethyst.

CHAPTER 6

We came out of the tunnel and stepped into a phone booth. Elvey and I still supported Iokul as we left the booth where a notice of “Out of Order” was posted on its door.

“What if the humans find out it isn’t a phone booth?” I asked.

“Even if they enter, the mortals can’t see the tunnel,” Elvey said.

“How do you know so much about my realm?” I demanded.

Elvey winked at me. “I’m a man of layers.”

Right, I often forgot who Elvey was. When I’d been away from the civilization as three Fury beasts, the demigod had been roaming my realm and who knew where else.

Iokul snorted at Elvey’s self-proclamation of being a man of layers and tried to shrug him off. “I can walk on my own.”

“You will when you have a chance to sit down first,” Elvey said, not letting go of Iokul.

Elvey was right.

Iokul’s strength was slowly returning. He would need food, drink, and rest before he was strong enough to fly back to the ship. I knew he was anxious to return toMistress, thinking that I’d be safer there.

While we’d fled from Lysandra’s minions, he’d used his communication device implanted in him to warn his brothers and the teams about the witch’s people hunting us all over the city.

“It was overkill to use that amount of ice in the tunnel,” Elvey added, “though I appreciate your zealousness in protecting our Daisy.”

Our Daisy? Did he just say that?

Iokul growled, but he didn’t have the energy to give Elvey grief. “Where are we going?” he asked.

“Howling Fun,” Elvey said, half-hurling Iokul through the dark alley.

Iokul arched an eyebrow suspiciously.

“It’s a bar two blocks away,” Elvey said.

“Wouldn’t the witch’s people look for us there as well?” I asked.

“We’ll be fine for the moment,” Elvey said.

We came to the back entrance of a bar at the end of the alley, a purple neon sign on an amber brick wall flashingHowling At Your Peril.

The bar’s metal door was closed.

I frowned. “Should we go around to the front?”

Elvey pressed his palm on the center of the reinforced door. A dark blue light radiated from beneath his hand. A click sounded, and the door unlocked.

“Can you manage to walk by yourself for a short distance?” Elvey asked Iokul.

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