Neither did Zorian, in all honesty.
Well, that wasn’t entirely true…
“All right,” said Zorian, rising from his seat. “I guess we’re doing this, then. However, I think a slight modification is in order.”
“Slight, huh?” Zach said with a grin.
“If we’re going to get the maximum amount of time out of the modified Black Room, the extra manpower is not enough,” said Zorian. “We need a dimensionalism mage of the highest caliber if we’re going to get truly spectacular results.”
“So? Those don’t exactly grow on trees,” Zach pointed out, throwing the pen back at him. “Where are we going to find one of those?”
Zorian caught the pen with practiced ease.
“How attached are you to that crown we took from Quatach-Ichl?” Zorian asked Zach with a knowing smile.
Zach’s expression immediately
