‘Oh Karne, I do not know, but it seemed to me Maal was in trouble and needed me. I tried to reach him as he taught me to... and I felt the most terrible pain shooting through my head as though... as though I had been hit by a battle axe...’
‘Or a lightning bolt?’ Karne asked.
‘Yes, something like that. It was horrible.’
‘She kept screaming and holding her head,’ Fern said, ‘and then she became all calm and pale. I brought her in here because she said the light hurt her eyes.’
‘Poor Kyra,’ Karne said gently, stroking her. ‘But you have saved Maal’s life.’
‘What?’
The girls were eager to hear what had been going on and listened in tense silence while he told the whole story.
Kyra was awed and frightened by her own part in the drama. She knew her powers were important, had indeed prove
