She turned. Grand Mage Zafira Kerias stood at the viewing window.
“I don’t know how you survived that, Miss Cain,” she said, “but you’re not going to be so lucky twice.”
Keeping one eye on the Gnarl, Darquesse edged over. She was three steps away when an energy shield spread within the window, sealing Zafira safely inside.
“You think you’ve won,” Zafira said. “You think that’s it for Ravel’s plans. Well, it’s not. There are still people like me, people who recognise what he was trying to do. And we will not stop, do you hear me? I don’t care if I have to have every one of you killed. We will seize control of this world and every mortal will—”
Darquesse pressed her hand against the energy shield and quickly found its frequency. The shield retracted and Zafira’s eyes widened.