Cassian raced wildly through the palace walls like a mad man. He had clearly seen Elena run to the path which led to the main gates of the palace. Immediately, he had gathered more guards, discarding the ones that had already gone blind by the light earlier.
But as they raced in the same path, they kept returning back to the courtyard over and over again. Frustrated, Cassian had overlooked the fact of manipulation by an existential power or force and unconsciously rode faster through the path.
No matter how far he went, he and his men always ended back in the courtyard. It was like a loop spell.
It wasn't until Lucian, who was forced along, eventually noticed they were being bewitched.
"Calm down you raging buffalo. Can't you see we're spelled?" Lucian asked lazily as they rounded up the palace for the seventh time.
Cassian, although hot-headed as he was, stopped to listen.
"What are you going on about?"
