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not reassuring.
    “The wall is a mirage,” Sarah stated.
    Alex struggled to contain his growing desperation.
    Unwillingly, he watched in fascination as she lowered and raised her sword, swirling it within the depths of the fake wall. A few moments later, she snorted. “It must be fairy made and a master fairy at that. I can’t break through it.”
    She pulled her sword out of the wall.
    He felt like she stabbed him through the heart with it.
    “We’ve got to find another way. I know she’s down here,” he said. Desperation made his voice thick and harsh.
    “Agreed.” Sarah slowly nodded, and touched the wall with the tips of her fingers. She seemed to be searching for something. Trailing down the wall, she stopped after a few feet. She seemed to be arguing with herself. Finally, she looked at him and bared her sharply pointed teeth. “Discovery is on your head. That I swear.”
    He was still trying to understand her words when he noticed a tiny thread of synth crystal pouring out of the palm of her hand and into the wall.
    Sarah’s eyes stared straight ahead. She took a shallow breath, hissing it out between clenched teeth. “Show me what Lizzie looks like.”
    Alex wondered what the girl was up to, but he didn’t hesitate. He mentally sent her an image, but after a few seconds, he realized she never received it.
    “There’s too much silver, it’s blocking me,” Alex said, snapping his teeth together in frustration.
    She pursed her lip. “Silver is such a hassle.”
    That’s not what he would call it, but he grunted his agreement with her assessment.
    She reached out and touched a single finger to his forehead.
    He nearly fell to his knees as her power flooded his senses. He shuddered. His mind expanded, trying and failing to grasp the magnitude of the sheer energy pouring into his every cell. His neck contracted, sharp teeth burst through his gums. His body burned as dragon scales formed across his human body.
    “The picture,” Sarah said unhurriedly. “You’d best send it to me before that drip of power burns through the soles of your feet.”
    He snarled. Leathery wings sprouted on his back. Dragonfire boiled up his throat. He began convulsing. His mind whirled and smashed apart, instantly reforming and healing. Death heaved through him, killing him. The synth, she poured in his body, jerked him to life.
    He mentally flung a dozen mental images of Lizzie at Sarah.
    The freakish-girl dropped her hand, calmly nodding her head as if nothing had happened.
    The moment her finger moved, he collapsed like a bowl of Jell-O, hitting the floor with a solid thud. Scales and wings disappeared. His body rapidly healed his internal damage.
    He bared his very human teeth and glared-up at her through narrowed eyes, growling deep in his chest.
    She glanced down at him, slightly arching an elegant eyebrow. “Suck-it up then get-up, I’ve found her.”
    Excitement filled his body. His eyes glittered with such an overwhelming emotion he couldn’t put a name to it. “Found? Lizzie!”
    He struggled to stand, forcing his healing muscles to work when they wanted to melt. “How?” He demanded, grabbing the wall for support.
    She silently watched his efforts. She hesitated then moved to help him, wrapping her hand around his upper arm.
    He shuddered at the contact and hissed at her, but she didn’t let go. It took him several seconds to realize she was not pouring her lethal brand of energy into him. Her helping hand was simply that, a way to help him get his feet under him.
    He had a thousand questions for the girl at his side, but only one of them mattered. “Where is she?”
    Sarah waited until he stood a little straighter.
    The moment he seemed to gain control of his shivering body, she released him.
    She took off in the opposite direction of where they had been going.
    He stumbled after her, lurching like a rag doll. Within a few strides, his body seemed to realign itself. His stumbling gait turned smooth and he