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Alaric blood boiled as he flew through the night, the island scent wafting to his nose and hinting that he was getting closer. Masika had betrayed him and left him alone with his device.

His own daughter. He blamed himself. He should have known that Masika was going to go off the rails after her last plan hadn't been followed to a T.

Alaric had seen an opportunity and had decided to take it instead of waiting for extra days before he could carry out the ritual. It turned out Seth had still been too strong for the demon to take over his soul. It was not right. He wasn't supposed to be able to defy the demons that made him but somehow he had managed to do just that and that action alone made Alaric afraid of how the rest of their plan would turn out, especially after the stunt Masika pulled.

With each minute that ticked by, the fear clawed deeper at his soul. One of his sorcerers was dead and the other planned to take the power for herself as she'd always wanted to do and he could not