There was no doubt in Sidney's mind that Micah felt both her and Callie's power. The question of what he was going to do about it hadn't been answered by the time she slipped into the arena to join the others.

We have another problem, Callie broadcast by way of greeting. Nico is here in wolf form. He said he'll be here in a couple of minutes and if I try to order him away, he'll make enough fuss to make Micah run for the hills and we'll miss our shot at him.

Dozens of various shifter types fanned around an elevated platform at one end of the enclosure. Several more stood at regular intervals around the outside of the arena. Torches were ceremoniously lit, their flickering light making the sixteen contestant's shadows dance across the sand.

Micah ascended onto his stage and waved a hand to silence the crowd.

Do you see Lana's father anywhere? I don't and haven't heard any thoughts that I can confidently say were his, Sidney asked.

Callie response was instant. I assumed he'd be in the main house?

Send Nico to the house to look for him. That should keep him busy while we take care of things here.

As Sidney said the words, she focused her attention on Micah's thoughts, and on hearing how conflicted he was between fleeing and fighting the Master he sensed for a fleeting moment as the sun set, she changed her plans to take the choice away from him.

He's about to send his men into the arena as a distraction so he can make a run for it. It's time to do your stuff Callie. Call our troops to stand behind us and when I drop my shield, answer him with every ounce of power you possess. Make a wall of flame around him to blind him long enough for me to get to him. If his men try to stop me, send ours in.

Callie whistled and motioned for her people to come to her.

In the ensuing confusion from Micah and his men, Sidney dropped her shields and began running for Micah, who staggered under the force of Callie and Sidney's combined power. He jumped from the podium, managing to run a hundred feet before Callie's wall of fire engulfed him, hiding him from view.

Micah let out an agonised roar and stepped into the flames, preferring to die by his own hand than by those of the prophesised Deliverer.