Dexmon hooked Serena around her waist, pulling her to his chest.
She looked up at the sky, eyes and hair flaring even brighter gold.
"They are coming," she said in Draken-Vorah, voice not her own.
The voice sounded so familiar to Dex, it made his chest ache. But he'd never heard that voice before from her.
At this same moment, Serena's arm slipped free of Dexmon's grip and she raised it.
"I don't like that," Hyran called, not bothering to lower his voice.
He moved to where Dexmon was and created a portal. Zero fucks that it was in the middle of the camp.
A gold light beam exploded from her palm into the sky. The shockwave blasted everyone back, including Dexmon.
A fae horn blew from the forest. Then a giant rift cracked the sky open.
Dex was up, back to Serena before she could move. "Serena. Baby, try to fight it."
She didn't seem to hear him.
"What the..." Hale breathed, just now arriving.
