CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Ferrin stood in his personal chambers, staring intently at the shard. He could feel the power of the stone thrumming in his hand. Vius stood nearby, bruised and bloody. Ferrin felt different somehow. He hadn’t used the magic yet, but he felt it flowing through him. His steps were lighter, his muscles didn’t ache from age.
He looked to Vius. His strongest apprentice had almost died. Jole hadn’t returned from his task, and Liam had abandoned them. Ferrin didn’t care about that. He had the shard. “Are you in pain?” he asked. Vius didn’t know how to respond. If he said yes, Ferrin would see it as a weakness. If he said no, Ferrin would call him a liar. He stood silent.
“Come near,” Ferrin beckoned him. Vius approached his master and knelt down before him. Ferrin placed his h
