Rhett’s POV
I was moving faster than I had ever moved before. It wasn’t like when Rhett and I had been transported to Eleonore’s apartment. Logan wasn’t there to give us whatever he had managed to brew. We were running.
Running towards Eleonore. It seemed like all our roads always ended up at Eleonore.
But unlike the first time we saw her, Hayden and I sensed something was wrong. We couldn’t sense any magic lingering in the air. This was… different. Evil. We could see the buildings and shops surrounding us for one minute. The still and quiet night air cast a shadow of darkness that hid us from the potential view of stray wanderers. But then, just as quickly as we were running, our vision shot to black, and we could see again.