Chadstone felt magic swirl dangerously around the scrying bowl, and he turned. Behind him, the portal glimmered to life, but this he had to see - what were the Others doing? Something else was going on, something he hadn’t planned and didn’t understand.
Dakshana and Minka stood back to back, staring at the hundreds and thousands of pairs of eyes that glittered in the shadows like unholy fallen stars.
“You do have magic, beautiful child, for we gave you magic - in exchange for saving your life,” the Ancient said.
Dakshana shook her head. “No - I have no magic! You’re a liar!”
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