21. Among the Ruins

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21 AMONG THE RUINS "Are you sure you can do it?" Rashel asked. "We can probably manage if you don't think it's right." "No, he's mine," Tanzaa affirmed. "Not here though." A ship was the wrong place to attempt this, not with the sea-sickness. None of the Wise Ones would be at their best on the boat either. Yeolani was down in the hold, dealing with the sorcerers. Tanzaa had just allowed the crew and soldiers to waken, then promptly danced them into forgetfulness. That still left Dayvian, the most troublesome piece of all. How could they help him without killing him? His magic was corrupt, toxic, and growing in power. They had ample evidence that it was going awry and without understanding why they dare not let Dayvian touch another instrument or sing a single note. "Well, wait until

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