CHAPTER 31Mara, Diana and the hundreds of acolytes staggered sideways as the floor shifted below their feet. Several people fell over the chairs, and a wave of screams ran through the crowd. Though Mara was determined to keep her gaze on the half-dozen or so acolytes palming fireballs a few feet away, a motion from above caught her attention. A ripple rolled across the ceiling, disappearing beyond the vine-covered wall to her left. Another tremor shook the floor.
“It’s an earthquake!” someone yelled from the crowd.
From behind them, Ginger burst from her hiding place beneath the seats with a squeal and dashed past them toward the fire-wielding acolytes.
“No, Ginger! Don’t!”
The chobodon vaulted into the air, crashing into a robed man at the center of the group of acolytes who threatene
