Dante nodded weakly and said “yes but…I sense danger…Ana…the threat is still there…” he was fighting to stay awake, leaning on Vincent. 

The spell finished and those affected fell out cold to the ground. Lord Grant looked around and said “Duke Vale? Seems I missed a lot when my carriage was attacked.”

Ana looked around, breathing hard as using all the magic she had was draining. She moved to check on Damien when a shot rang out and pain hit her back. She gasped, stumbling forward as white hot pain burst thru her. She fell to her knees as she heard voices around her crying her name but it sounded like her ears were full of cotton. The book fell from her hands next to her as she fell forward.