The ancient vampire fell first.
One moment he was standing beside Elara, ready to fight. The next moment, Shadow Kael had grabbed him and thrown him straight into the Void.
"No!" Emma screamed, but it was too late. The vampire who had lived for thousands of years was gone in seconds.
"You see?" Shadow Kael smiled coldly. "Your little army means nothing. We shadows know exactly how each of you fights because we ARE you."
Shadow Ronan punched the real Ronan so hard that he flew backward into three trees.
Shadow Darian whispered something to a group of witches, and they immediately turned their magic against their own friends.
"He's controlling them!" the purple-haired witch yelled before her own shadow grabbed her wand and pointed it at her throat.
Emma tried to let go of the Void, but she couldn't. Her hand was stuck to it like glue.
"What's happening to me?" she cried.
