Cast A Shadow

6

     A few hours later in the day, Glimmer teleported Bow, Adora, Catra, Shadow Weaver, and I into Mystacor. Shadow Weaver glanced around a corner to check if we could move yet, and its a good thing she did, or else we would have run right into one of the sorcerers at Mystacor controlled by one of Prime's chips. Once the coast was clear, Shadow Weaver gestured to Melog, and we were all invisible, able to move around without being seen.

     Once closer to the halls of Mystacor, we stopped to hide behind a large boulder and survey the surroundings. Again, a good choice, seeing as the same sorcerer from before walked past us. Apparently she was on watch duty. My breath caught in my throat when she old sorcerer turned to face us, even if she couldn't see us. Once she had walked away, we began moving again.

     Shadow Weaver walked calmly ahead, and got a decent distance down the hall with us following, before she gasped softly and held out an arm to stop us. Walking slowly at the other end of the hall was none other than King Micah. Glimmer gasped softly behind me, almost forgetting that we couldn't be seen thanks to Melog. I placed my hand on her shoulder, staring straight ahead at Micah, just as Glimmer was. After what felt like an eternity, but could only have been a few moments at most, Micah turned and continued to walk away from us. Shadow Weaver then gestured for us to continue on, and the small group began following after her again.

     We reached the room we needed to walk through to continue on after a few minutes, and Catra peeked her head around the side of the doorway to check the area. "No sorcerers here. Looks like-" Catra was cut off by Shadow Weaver grabbing her and covering her mouth, as there was indeed a sorcerer in the room. "Keep your voice down." Catra panicked and shoved Shadow Weaver off of her, stepping a few feet away from her at the same time. Apparently, this made Melog lose its focus, as it was connected to Catra's emotions, and we were no longer hidden from the sorcerer in the room, that was, of course, also controlled by one of Horde Prime's chips.

     Adora gasped and Catra froze, realizing now what had happened. The possessed sorcerer shot a spell at us, but we were all able to duck out of the way in time. Adora ran in, like she usually does, and shouted "For the Honor of Grayskull!" expecting to transform into She-ra. The only problem was, she didn't. I glanced around the doorway just in time to see Adora jump behind a pillar to avoid the spell shot at her. Pushing myself off the floor in the hallway, I ran back into the room and shot a spell at the attacking sorcerer that would hopefully keep them unconscious long enough for us to get where we needed to go.

     Shadow Weaver then began running to the other side of the room, grabbing my hand and pulling me with her as she went. The others followed, and I paused only to give a sad look to the unconscious sorcerer a few feet away from us. Then I ran out of the room with Shadow Weaver, trying to ignore the pumping of my heart at the fact that Shadow Weaver was gripping my hand, somewhat tightly, as the group ran in the direction we needed to go.