Haspan flew like a burning comet, wings ripping the cold night air. He dove into a jagged cave, the heat rolling off him dimming as he landed on stone.

It was the same cave Mia used to stay in when she'd begun the quest to keep her friend hidden.

Now, it was charred by Haspan and Sergius' men alike.

The hiding Veilbound witches waited in a half-circle, hoods low, eyes glowing with danger.

They spoke no greetings.

Haspan stepped forward, already bleeding power, and pressed his palm to ...