The same despair that threatened to drown Lexi washed right over Zach. Seeing him so composed helped stabilize Lexi. She gritted her teeth and glared at the Hydra. It had almost made her show her brother something disgraceful.
"How long do you think we have, Mandra?" Zach asked, breaking the heavy silence.
"An hour at most, Master."
"That's plenty."
"...But a few minutes at the least, Master."
"Mm. No time to waste, then. Mandra, prepare the most powerful thing you can. Push the bond if you have to. We are going to tie this thing down before it gets the chance to rise. Lexi, help her. That spell you used before looked pretty good."
Mandra nodded and asked Lexi for the details on that spell. Together, they started weaving a spell to bring down a god.
"Yanael, does time to prepare do you anything?"
"A little, Master." That meant she barely had to prepare.
"Good, you'll be going with me, then."
