Chapter 40: Raging Battle
What happened next was like fireworks.
Spirits clashed their electrified weapons against the hides of furious, howling werewolves, and witches too late to cast their combat spells fell in troves by the slashing and cutting and beating of the insidious spirits.
With all their numbers combined between the species, they were no match for all the spirits flooding out of the manor, some floating on spectral dark clouds and others fully formed, human-looking monsters, all of whom irradiated with deadly sparks that zapped any werewolf or witch who had the misfortune to touch them.
Silvana’s heart thumped in her chest as the harrowing sounds of screaming and death surrounded her. She took a step closer to Bruce, took a deep breath as she assessed how the forces against them seemed neverending, and Silvana ground her feet as magic flowed through her.
This was it, and no matter how uneven the battle was, she would win.