POV: Theo

Morgana laughed. "How touching. But it changes nothing. She's mine now."

"She's not." I took Thelma's hand. "She's my sister. My twin. My blood. And I'm not letting you take her."

The house around us shuddered. In the physical world, I knew Kael had begun the exorcism. I felt it through the bond, felt the agony as magic tore at Thelma's body and mind.

She screamed, and the sound shattered the false house into fragments.

We were falling again, tumbling through chaos. Morgana's consciousness wrapped around us like a snake, squeezing, suffocating.

"Fight her!" I shouted at Thelma. "Remember who you are!"

"I can't! She's too strong!"

"No,...