38- The Battle of Wits

Lizzie’s POV

As we walk through the portal, we see a smirking Ora. And iron spears pointed at every Faerie in Faerie Land

“Cutting it close,” She smirks. “You only had two minutes left. Where is the bitch?”

“We are not bringing her,” Dad says. “You are coming with us.”

“Oh, I don’t think so. See everyone thinks I am a talentless Fairy, but I’m not,” She smiles. “I have the talent to take from others. And I took from my witch friends the ability to cast spells. So, I cast a spell on all these iron weapons. If I die, so does every fairy except my own sister.”

Ora makes a fake pout.

“If you cast a spell, then I can undo it,” Camila tells her.

Ora looks at Camila with narrowed eyes. I see the spears inch closer to their victims.

Soraise protects the nest. Moving the old woman out of the way.

I look over and see a spear at my Uncle Solen too.

Camila holds Ora glaze and I inch closer to my Uncle.

Dad- Can you get to him?

Me- You and Camila keep her attention.

Dad- Camila?

Me- She is my m