“Count of ten reached,” said Professor Sarva. The walls around us flickered off, and I immediately scrambled away, heart pounding. “Victory to Acubens Nightfeld.” It clearly didn’t feel like a victory to Acubens. If anything, he looked even more pissed. The shadows still surrounded him like a billowing cloak, and they rippled and seethed in agitation. He snapped out one final word. The shadows roared toward me like a crashing tide.
