Biham had gone not too far from the palace along with Kinshra when he felt on an instinct that the palace was under attack. He froze as a shudder passed through him and goosebumps lined his skin. The tattoo on his chest moved and he could feel the agitation of the spirit of Pegasii.
He looked up and saw that Kinshra was flying with Flora. "Kinshraa!" he called her. She looked down and realized that there was a problem. Immediately, she shot down and came to stand with him in the chariot. "I can feel--" he said, dazed. "I can feel that the spirit of Pegasii is in danger."Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
Kinshra's brows bunched. "Then we must go back to the palace, Biham," she suggested. "Eltanin and Rigel are taking care of the battle along with the faes."
"Yes," he gulped, unable to understand the agitation of his nerves and the spirit of Pegasii. He opened his mind link with all his soldiers and asked those in the palace about the situation. When they confirmed his doubts, Biham turned his chariot around and headed towards the palace.
"What is it, Biham?" Kinshra asked as she grasped the rail of the chariot.
"Felis has attacked us along with the monks!"
Kinshra was stunned into silence. She never expected that Felis would attack the palace. "The girls are there!" she murmured. "Goddess!" Panic flooded her when she thought about Tania and Lerna. "Please hurry up!" She was going to kill Felis if he laid a hand on her daughter.
Felis dodged Lerna's attack and tumbled to the ground as soon as he heard them. Lerna snapped her head up to see the monks.
They all hurled the magic towards Lerna and she dove to the right as smoky tendrils whipped towards her at the speed of an asp. However, before the magic could hit her, a white beam curled around it at the end. The monks jolted as the bean traveled through the smoky tendrils and hit them sharply.
They shrieked as pain lashed through them and their magic retreated.
"Kill her!" Felis's order came again.
The monks didn't know what was happening but they brought forward their dark magic again. This time, the dozen of them stood in a line and hurled it towards Lerna whose hazy body they could see through all the smoke. But their magic was soon arrested by some very powerful magic.
White wings rose from the smoke higher and higher.
They were aghast as their eyes landed on the fae with white wings.
Lusitania.
Her eyes had become deep purple as she chanted the spell. The beam of white magic was coiled around her hands. She was glaring at them as her giant wings flapped in the air.