Their quarters were much like the ones they'd stayed in while in Xibalba, with cushions and blankets stacked neatly along the walls. Kalla slipped the Quill case from her back and laid it reverently on the floor. Picking up some of the cushions and blankets, she made a nest against the far wall. The magisters joined her, making pallets nearby. As the three settled down, Kalla and Vander shared a look.
“What to do, what to do…” Kalla muttered.
“Grosso is controlling the Khan. He hasn't yet been tainted by the Nagali's corruption himself. If we can free him from Grosso's power, he will be as he once was,” Vander said in a flat voice.
“Yes, but controlling him how?” Aleister asked. The War Mage frowned.
“Most likely through some sort of talisman or other artifact. He is an Artisan after a
