Chapter ONE - Weebly

conjurer. He aimed it at the shackles that bound his
arms.
The chain snapped at the last link before the cuff on
his left hand, and immediately Ethan grabbed hold of the
chain with this right, and swung it hard so that the links
whipped toward Darrow. No doubt the conjurer’s
warding would have worked perfectly against a spell,
but it wasn’t intended to guard against a physical
assault, and he didn’t have time to cast again.
The end of the chain lashed Darrow across the side
of his face, knocking him to the ground.
Mackintosh dove forward and grabbed the knife
that had fallen near the fire. At the same time, Ethan
cast a second spell to free his legs, and ripped the gag
from his mouth.
Adams and Otis started toward their guns, but they
couldn’t reach them in time.
Still lying on his back, Darrow roared something in
Latin that Ethan didn’t understand. There could be no
mistaking the effect, though. It seemed that a keg of
gunpowder exploded in their midst. The spell threw
Adams, Otis, and Mackintosh to the ground, leaving all