Six apex predators who've commanded armies were about to learn, in real-time, that "that's how it's fucking done" has a face, and it's a dragon princess.
Lux fell into step on Blair's left. Damon on her right. The formation was automatic.
"What do you need?" Damon asked as they moved.
Blair glanced at him. "I need you to read body language and your mind to be in puzzle solving mode."
"Done."
She looked at Lux. "I need you, Lux, to scan for energy in that room. The magic will be mage in signature, but with a twist."
"Twist?" Lux asked.
"Noxari. The evil twin of the Luminari or something," Blair answered lightly.
Lux gave a single nod.
Behind them, Kael's boots hit the stone at a pace that was trying very hard to be casual and was failing. Nicholas, Sterling, Griffin, and Ryker were behind him, because of course they were.
Blair stopped three feet from the throne room doors. Every servant and palace staff member in the Keep had been mindlinked and was waiting for her.
