I could try to level my death curse on them, maybe get her out of this mess.
So I rushed toward her, trying to use the hot zone and the trapped Magog as shields, and said, “Ivy, come on!”
Something took a swipe at me, and several feet away my gun went off. I ducked, but I guess Tessa wasn’t much of a shot. I didn’t get hit. A second later I grabbed Ivy by the waist and lifted her to my hip.
“Keep clear of my arms, please!” Ivy commanded.
I made sure to. I was getting dizzier, but anywhere was better than here.
“His legs!” Tessa commanded.
I had a feeling that those people tried to do a lot of disturbing things to my pins, but I didn’t stop to watch them try it. I ran for the stairs, trusting the skill of the Archive to keep me mobile. It was a good bet. Ivy murmured and waved her arms the whole while, and I felt her little body tingling with the live current of the energy she was working.
She was using what power she had left for all it was worth, but it wasn’t bottomless. She was running dry. This fight was almost over.
Time, I thought muzzily, panting. We just needed a little more time.
Gravity suggested that I keep on going down, and it seemed an excellent idea. I staggered down the stairs into the lower level, running past the underwater vistas of the whale and dolphin tanks, past the cute penguins and the sea otters, the Denarians in pursuit, their sorceries flashing past us while Ivy shielded us with the last bits of energy in her reservoir. I felt it when she ran dry, and labored to keep my legs moving, to keep ahead of the pursuit.
Then the ground hit me with an uppercut. Everyone else in the Oceanarium suddenly fell sideways.
Or wait. Maybe it was me.
I realized belatedly that, given that I’d been at ground level near that one container, and breathing hard with pain and exertion to boot, I’d probably given myself a nice large dose before I’d ever gotten up. Furthermore, if the gas was heavier than air, there was probably even more of it down here than there had been up in the bleachers.
I had bought us a few seconds. It just hadn’t been time enough.
Ivy landed beside me. She blinked, and her eyes abruptly went wide with panic. She lifted her arms again, but they came up slowly, sluggishly, and her fingers stayed half-closed, like a sleepy child’s.
The black rope-spell wrapped around Ivy’s throat, and dozens of Deirdre’s tendrils twined around her arms and legs. They jerked her out of my sight.
I looked up to find the Denarians standing as a group in the hallway, lit by the eerie blue light coming in from the big tanks. Rosanna stared intently at Ivy for a moment before she shuddered and folded her dark bat wings around herself, shivering as if with cold, and turned away from the scene, her glowing eyes narrowed. She reached into the bag and produced another canister. She offered it to Tessa without being prompted.
Tessa took it, twisted something on the nozzle, and gave Ivy a polite smile. Then she quite literally jammed the nozzle into the little girl’s mouth and held it there.
Ivy panicked and cried out. I saw her kick and twist. She must have bitten her tongue or cut her lip on one of her teeth. Blood ran from her mouth. She bucked and fought uselessly for a few seconds, and then went rag-doll limp.
“Finally,” Tessa said, expelling her breath in irritation. “Could it have been any more annoying?”
“Damn you,” I slurred. I shoved myself up to one knee and glared at Tessa. “Damn you all. You can’t have her.”
“Clichéd,” Tessa singsonged. “Boring.” She tapped her chin with one claw-hand. “Let me see. Where were we when we were so rudely interrupted? Ah!” She stepped closer, smiling cheerily, and lifted my .44.
Just then, I felt the snap of magic rushing back into the Oceanarium as the enormous symbol collapsed and the circle fell.
I took my frustration and rage and turned it into raw force, screaming, “Forzare!”
I didn’t direct it at Tessa and her crew.
I aimed it at the glass wall that was the only thing between all of us and three million gallons of seawater.
The force of my will and my rage lashed out and shattered the wall into powder.
The sea came in with a roar, one enormous impact that felt