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but I wasn’t sure how much good that would do. If I had access to all of my magic, I could create a massive stunning spell to blast through their shields. But I didn’t. There might be a lake of power within me, but I could only sip it out with a straw.  
    Blasts of magic pounded the desk as they approached, throwing stunning spells. I reached out with my magic, feeling for their signatures. Maybe there was something more useful than stunning spells.
    I got a whiff of smoke from a Fire Mage. Nope, no good. This stone prison wouldn’t burn. And even if it did, I couldn’t burn all the prisoners alive. There was an Ice Mage as well. Working with all the elements, here, eh boys?
    There were four Shifters, but they were all big animals and none had wings. I didn’t want to shift and make myself a bigger target.
    “Prisoner 857, you are surrounded. Come out now.”
    Ha. Yeah, okay. I’d put my hands up and come out peacefully.
    As if.
    I searched the rest of their signatures, trying to find something more useful than stunning, the elements, or shifting.
    And found none.
    Shit. There was a really good chance I was going to have to go back to my cell. And the bulldog wasn’t going to be nice this time around. Considering that he’d been about to torture me, I didn’t want to know what his not nice was.
    Shit, shit, shit.
    Ralph squeaked, and I glanced at him. His black eyes were trained on something over my head. I looked up, and my jaw slackened.
    A sparkling red dragonet fluttered over my head for just a second before charging the guards. A blue dragonet appeared a half second later. Like the fire dragonet, the water dragonet was the size of a cat. He charged the guards, too.
    My heart leapt.
    Backup had arrived.  
    Shouts sounded from the guards. In quick succession, the brown stone dragonet and the gray air dragonet had appeared and charged my enemy.
    I hopped to my feet, my obsidian daggers ready to fly.
    When I saw my friends gathered behind the guards, throwing potion bombs, my heart felt like it might fly out of my chest. They all wore masks, but it was clear that Del, Nix, Aidan, Connor, and Claire had come to save me.
    Brilliant, jewel-toned liquid exploded on the guards’ chests from the potion bombs. The dragonets dive-bombed their heads, knocking them down. It took them only moments to cut down all the guards, who appeared to be passed out.  
    I was glad they’d chosen non-lethal weapons. Though the guards had planned to put me back in my cell, they hadn’t been out for my death.  
    “Come on!” Del called. “Let’s get out of here.”
    I picked up Ralph and clutched him to my stomach, shielding him, then ran to my friends, jumping over the fallen bodies. I swooped down and grabbed Righty from the hand of the guard who’d caught it, then joined my friends.
    I could identify which masked friend was which by their height and eyes, which peered through black ski masks.
    “We’ve been dressing up like cat burglars too much lately,” I said.
    “For real,” Nix said. “But we need to get out of here.”
    “I’ve got to get my friends Emile and Rufus.”
    “Lead the way,” Aidan said.
    I appreciated that they didn’t question. “This way.”  
    I led the way down the hall, sprinting full out. We no longer had stealth on our side. Speed was the only way.
    When we raced by the door to my cell, it was still closed and locked. Were the bulldog and his goons still inside? I wasn’t going to stop and find out.
    A moment later, I skidded to a halt in front of Emile’s cell door. We didn’t have a key, and even though Aidan could probably knock the damned thing down, I didn’t want to make more of a ruckus.
    “Any chance you can transport, Del?” I asked.
    “No. The prison’s dampening charms are too strong.”
    “I’ll try to mirror your gift, then,” I said.
    Her brows rose in surprise, but I didn’t bother to explain. I called upon my power, reaching out for Del’s transport gift. Her