Helen's laughter, at watching Kitty try to coax Sammy down from a tree, died on her lips as the ground shook with thunder.
Helen, Diana, and Kitty looked up as boulders, seeming licked with purple and red flames, shot across the clear sky toward the heart of the city. An attack on the palace?
Mother!
Helen ran to the garden gate, clumsily stumbling with alarm when an unavoidable wall of magic passed through her. She glanced up to see it was a glimmering, pink shield that had expanded out, deflecting the assault.
She raced toward the promenade, ignoring everything else.
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