Part 13 (1/2)

”We made a great team,” said Hunter. Alisa looked pleased. Which reminded me. I got up and checked the back of her head. She'd stopped bleeding an hour ago, and she said it didn't hurt that much anymore. I had given her some arnica montana to take every six hours for two days, and I knew she'd heal pretty quickly.

”I can't wait for other witches to hear about this,” I said. ”For so long no one's had any defense against a dark wave. Now they do. It's like you discovered penicillin, Mr. Niall.”

”Please call me Daniel,” he said,”or Maghach.”

Thank the G.o.ddess, I thought. He was finally accepting me. Besides, my tongue kept tripping over ”Mr. Niall,” and we'd already been through a tth menma together.

”I'm hopeful that the spell will work in other places, when needed,” Daniel said. ”As long as the specifications and limitations are adjusted accordingly. But yes, this is wonderful news for the whole witch community.”

”I still can't believe what it felt like, when I felt the power flow through me,” Alisa said. ”It was . . . really . . . ”

”Indescribable,” I said, and she nodded.

”In a good way,” she added.

”Good,” said Hunter. ”Now we have to start teaching you things. But first, I'm starved-I haven't eaten in a week, it seems like.”

”I'm hungry, too,” said Daniel.

”Pizza would be good,” Alisa suggested.

”Yeah, we could-” I stopped and gasped, then looked at the mantel clock. ”Oh, no, I am way late!” I said, scrambling to my feet. I still felt like I was recovering from the flu, but I knew I was getting better, and that made it okay. ”Mom is going to kill me-this is the second time this week.”

When I looked up, three pairs of eyes were watching me with amus.e.m.e.nt.”What?” I said.

”You just saved all of Kithic,” Alisa said, snickering.

”And you're worried about being late for dinner,” said Hunter.