“I hope you hold true to your word,” murmured Dorian, walking up to me.
“Stop poisoning her,” growled Kiyo.
“And both of you let me make my own decisions,” I said.
The scouts returned shortly thereafter, giving us the all-clear. We headed toward the encampment, circling it and descending in full force. Thankfully, no one announced our presence, and we had a brief element of surprise before the bandits mobilized. I unfastened Jasmine’s cuffs, hoping I wasn’t making a mistake. My right hand firmly held the gun against her back-holding it to her head had seemed a little too cruel-while the left held my wand poised and ready. Kiyo and the other fighters were going in for the hand-to-hand combat while the other magic users and I stayed back and waited-not that I intended to use magic today. I was strictly in shamanic banishing mode.
And there they were. A deep swell of magic permeated the air, and fiery forms materialized on the far side of the camp. I saw Rurik’s gaze travel to the spot they’d come from, his attention not on the demons but on what was potentially the demons’ summoner. Circling around, he headed toward that area. The demons were my job. I nudged Jasmine with the gun. “Do your thing. Volusian-attack.”
I held my breath, wondering what Jasmine would do. A moment later, I felt magic well up in her, a magic similar to my own but with a slightly different feel. Some part of my brain tried to grasp it, hoping I could learn it for later. The rest of me watched as there was a ripple in the air-an opening to the Underworld. Two forms stepped out from the slash in our world. Much like the water elemental from the other night, these two demons were composed of water, sloshing with each step yet maintaining a solid form. They were bigger than the elemental, though, adorned with horns and glowing yellow eyes.
“Only two?” I exclaimed. “There are five of the others!” Jasmine didn’t respond but held up her hand like a conductor drawing a powerful note from her musicians. For a heartbeat, I wondered if the water demons would come charging toward us. They didn’t. Their attention turned to the fire demons, their ancient enemy from the Underworld.
Nearby, Dorian was wielding magic of his own, ripping up the earth from underneath the fire demons so that they stumbled and sank into great holes, making them easy prey. “Demons aren’t that easy to summon,” he said in her defense, eyes on his handiwork. “In fact, this will be it for the fire demons. There’s no way that man can summon any more. I’d be surprised if he’s still conscious.”
Well, that was something. Jasmine’s servants had two of the fire demons in a deadlock, which meant none of them were going after my people. Volusian was making good work on one of the demons as well, though the other two were rampaging forward. It was time for me to step up.
I drew up the human power I’d used my entire life, the power that was based on will and not emotion like gentry magic. My wand focused it, and I sent it out toward one of the loose fire demons, encircling him and summoning up the strength of Persephone to open up a way to the Underworld and suck him back. He sensed the banishment happening, and I felt his power surge as he tried to fight it. I steeled up my own strength, and what seemed like a land mine suddenly went off near him, showering him in dirt and rock as he stumbled. Thank you, Dorian. The Underworld opened up, and the demon dissolved back to his domain, unable to fight my strength.
And like the last time I’d fought these guys, the power required for that banishing took a lot out of me. Surveying the rest of the battle, I saw with pleasant surprise that one of Jasmine’s water demons had defeated a fire demon. That water demon had then joined his partner, and it appeared as though they would make quick work of their target. Kiyo and the other soldiers were doing a good job of killing or subduing the rest of the bandits. I turned back to the fire demons, assessing my next strategy.
One was unengaged and starting to move toward my soldiers. This banishment was going to be harsh. I drew up all my strength and repeated the process, calling out to Persephone and reciting the words to send the demon back to the Underworld. It distracted him from my soldiers, and he started lumbering toward me. Fuck.
“He. Is. Coming,” said Jasmine stiffly. I couldn’t see her face with my gun to her back but got the impression she was as strained as I was.
“Yeah, I kind of noticed.”
He was pushing back at me with his own strength of will. I clenched my teeth. No, no. I am stronger. I am Storm King’s daughter. I needed another distraction to slip him up, but everyone else was busy. Dorian’s attention was on the demon that Volusian battled. That demon was moderately stronger than my minion, but seeing that Volusian couldn’t really die…well, it made it hard to destroy him. So, neither was gaining ground until Dorian used some of his magic to attack the demon with a nearby chunk of rock, letting Volusian move in for the kill.
My demon was still approaching, and I needed a distraction of my own. Iron didn’t dampen my powers anywhere near as much as it did Jasmine’s, but it could sometimes affect me a little. I could still work my gentry powers while in contact with it, but it was easier without. In an act I was certain I’d regret, I dropped the gun and immediately called upon my storm magic. I would have given anything to blast this demon with lightning, but that was still beyond my control. Instead, I reached up toward the sky, calling on water and air. To my astonishment, I was able to bind them together. Thick, leaden clouds formed, whirling into a weak funnel cloud that descended on the demon. It was the most powerful force of weather I’d ever-consciously-summoned, and it knocked the demon over. I couldn’t maintain my hold on it, and the ministorm dissipated instantly. It was enough, though, and I sent out the banishing before he could respond. It felt like my insides were being ripped out, but I managed it, kicking him out of this world.
Gasping and woozy, I looked around, realizing there were no more demons left-well, no fire demons at least. The water demons, victorious, were still there-and they were charging toward us. Shit. I realized then what I’d potentially unleashed. I cuffed Jasmine on the shoulder, nearly knocking her over, and reached for my gun.
“I warned you not to try anything,” I cried, pointing the gun at her. “Send them away!”
“It’s not me,” she exclaimed back. “I can’t control them!”
Stepping forward, I got a good look at her face. She was covered in sweat, skin pale. Dorian had said demon summoning was hard, and the full weight of what I’d done hit me. She’d summoned them but no longer had the power to control them. I had no more strength left for banishing, but I could feel Jasmine still trying to work her magic, weak as it now was. It was impossible to sense every part of what someone else was doing with their magic, but I got a strong feel for hers. These creatures were bound to water. They were part of my domain. Doing my best to mimic her, I joined my strength to hers, sending commands through my magic, willing them to leave this world.
They were nearly on us, and I almost laughed at the irony as my own death approached. Then, suddenly, I felt my magic sync up perfectly with Jasmine’s. Control of the demons slipped into place, and they froze. Together, she and I ordered them back, and there was a tear in the fabric of space, an opening to the Underworld. It was almost like a banishing, but not quite. The demons were willingly-well, with our urging-returning, and our magic helped them with the passage. A moment later, they dissolved from our world.
After that, I felt like I’d run a marathon. Every part of me ached and was wearied. Yet, as bad as I was, Jasmine was worse. “I guess blood really is thicker than water,” she whispered in a very bad attempt at a joke. She swayed on her feet, eyes rolling back in her head, and then she collapsed. I barely managed to catch her in my own weakened state, but then stronger arms took hold. Kiyo.
He barely had a scratch, and relief poured through me. “Thanks.”
He lifted her easily into his arms. “Are you okay?”
“Fine,” I said, looking down at my sister-who hadn’t betrayed me after all. “She’s bad, though. Get her to a healer.”
Kiyo hesitated, not wanting to leave me. Then, he gave a quick nod and loped off in that way that was half- human and half-wild animal. Looking around, I saw that the others were rounding up the remaining rabble. My losses looked light. Rurik was leading a man who seemed to be in the same shape as Jasmine. The demon summoner. Dorian was with Rurik and gave me a quick glance. I knew what was in the look. Kill the summoner or not? I gave a sharp shake of my head. Dorian grimaced and then turned back to help Rurik with his prisoner.
No one seemed to notice or need me, and I sank gratefully to the ground, waiting for my strength to return. I wondered if I’d be able to call up the magic again that I had used with Jasmine. Trying to piece it together seemed like too much work now, and I contented myself with watching my people work.
Then, out of my peripheral vision, I saw movement. I stood up and looked far to my side, toward a stony
