The lost ones had arrived. Large creatures that towered over even wolves in their true form stepped out of the portals en masse and attacked immediately.

“Crack the spell!” Jay urged Kendall and she snapped a bamboo stick and a feral smell trailed to the gate of the ancient land.

The scent lingered around the Lost ones and their muscles contracted as their noses flared. As though they had been ordered, the lost ones charged for the gates of the ancient land. They were fast. In a few seconds, they were before the gates miles away, but their charge was interrupted by the heavy force field on the gates.

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