I fought back on instinct, Leah with me, not to push the darkness away but to free myself from its grasp. And blinked in surprise when the dimness became translucent and my vision returned, if in a limited capacity.

Relax, Leah whispered. Still works.

That familiar trap spell, then. Someone was doing things old school, but not the drach Lorian. This was something else entirely, much more familiar to the power I still controlled. When I eased to my feet, Damon and Stella ...