“Dead end,” Seba hissed. Her hair was plastered to her face with sweat, and her nostrils were flaring. Was Keriya hallucinating, or were there gill flaps opening on the side of the Galantrian’s neck, as well?
“Not necessarily,” said Viran. “Keep doing what you’re doing, but widen the parameters of your spell. I’ll lift us and we’ll float across.”
Without waiting for anyone to agree to his plan, Viran wielded a current of air around each of them. Though the touch of his spell was gentle, Keriya became nauseous and lightheaded when her feet left the ground. Seba cried out as she rose to hover. The water shuddered again—it looked like the sea was dangerously close to collapsing on them.
“Steady. I’ve got you,” Viran assured her. “Close off your spell beneath us. That’s it. Now we’ll move o
