Chapter Fourteen
A chilling breeze swept the cavern followed by thunder shaking the ground. Small pebbles broke and collapsed from the top of the cavern, bringing chills to even Searon. Starlyn kicked rocks as she huddled over to a corner to shiver. She seemed to be trying to find warmth where none existed. Andron quickly followed her removing his thick, plain brown leather embroidered jacket to cover her. She looked to him and smiled with gratitude. Each had taken their heavy armor off now to be rid of the metal that might attract the storm. Instead, they wore leather armor of lighter weight and greater warmth which Searon kept in his saddlebags.
Searon stood his ground, still staring at the wizard without a flinch. “I mean it, Karceoles.”
“What ever do you mean?”
“Don’t you ever do a
