Mindlinks had been down, but he needed help.
Gav reached anyway.
Hyran’s voice snapped back, sharp and strained, panic bleeding through the edges in a way Gavriel had never heard from him before.
Hyran: Are you with Serena? I cannot reach her.
Gavriel: Yes. I need backup immediately.
He tightened his grip on Elara’s wrist as Serena bled in his arms and forced himself to stay precise.
Gavriel: East keep exterior, ravine clearing beneath the high terraces. Fallen oak marker.
He hesitated, not wanting to implicate Elara. It was clear as day she was fighting whatever had hold of her.
Gavriel: Elara is here as well. Critical condition for both.
Gav looked down at Serena in his arms. She was watching him, eyes unfocused but aware. A single tear slid from the corner of her eye.
His chest tightened.
He looked back at Elara. She was sweating heavily now, breath ragged, her body trembling as she fought for control.
He still had her wrist pinned in his grip. It did not take much effort to hold her, but he did not underestimate her. Not after the inhuman speed she had shown moments earlier.
"I really do not want to break your wrist, sweetheart," Gav said truthfully.
"Break it. Please," Elara gasped.
Gav rolled his eyes. "Hale would have my head. Breathe, Elara."
His dragon Solara roared.
Fire blasted from Solara’s mouth, precise and controlled, aimed straight at Elara.
"No," Serena said, the word gurgling through blood.
Her eyes flared gold. A shield snapped into place in front of Elara just in time.
The scene would have looked ridiculous to a bystander. Almost comical. A bleeding girl shielding the person who had just stabbed her.
Solara halted and roared again. In the distance, other dragons answered, their voices rolling across the battlefield.
Gavriel felt his mark surge, heat spiking sharply along his arm.
Not good.
"Serena, do not use your magic unless it is to heal yourself," Gav said tightly. "Which would be great right about now, if you have not already thought of it."
A sound escaped her that might have been a laugh. It dissolved into a choking, wet noise instead.
"Do not talk," Gav said immediately. "And definitely do not laugh. Help is coming."
The mark on his arm burned hotter, sharp and urgent, and he tightened his hold on her as he waited.
✦✦✦
More dragons were descending from the sky.
Before two of them could land, their riders leapt free, shifting mid-fall and landing in wolf form.
Both wolves still glowed faintly gold with Serena’s magic.
They bolted the instant their paws hit earth.
The black wolf tore across the field at full alpha speed, lethal and precise. The grey wolf followed close behind, just as determined.
A portal tore open.
Three mages stepped through, glowing gold. Hyran was first, with Archibald and Thalen close behind him.
The moment Hyran took in the scene, everything went wrong again.
Elara screamed and plunged the dagger into her own chest. She dropped to her knees instantly, coughing up blood as it spilled between her fingers.
Flareon roared, furious and opened her mouth. But instead of fire, an ice beam blasted straight into the sky.
"What on earth..." Gav said, stunned.
That was new.
Hyran moved to Serena, palms glowing gold beneath his hands.

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