After another 20 minutes or so of walking, I noticed the energy in the air shifting again. It had happened a couple of times since we headed towards the fault lines, but this was the most significant change. It almost took my breath away. I pulled Carson to a stop.
“We’re close, I can feel it. Hold on a minute.”
“Is something wrong?”
“No. I just need to take this slow. There’s a lot of magic running through here and I don’t want to ‘over charge’ myself too much.” I pulled out my crystal and clutched it, chanting an old incantation my Mistress had taught me. It would channel extra power through my crystal effectively neutralizing it until I could use it properly. On my own, I was moderately powerful, so for witches such as myself, the magical fault lines were essentially like a big suga
