You mean you finally disabled the Ritual?” I asked, forgetting all about Obadiah and looking at the Necromantress eagerly.
The Necromantress gave me the thumbs up. “Of course. The Necromantress may not be a master mage, but she knows a thing or two about magic.”
Rubberman’s face broke into a huge smile. “Shawna, you’re great! I would kiss you right now if we weren’t fighting for our lives right now.”
“Think nothing of it,” said the Necromantress as she rose to her feet, dusting off her knees. “It is simply what the Necromantress does.”
I was so happy that the Necromantress stopped the Ritual that I almost forgot about Obadiah, who had now gone deathly quiet. That is, until his staff popped, causing us all to look at him.
Obadiah’s eyes were glowing a deadly crimson, the same shade as
