Gadon, Gabi, and Callum flopped onto the bench while Master Rudeos smoothed out a space of wall. As he gestured, sparks flew from his fingers, tracing letters over the stone. “Last year, you walked through the Gate of Control. You mastered your magic. That is the first step toward being a true mage. This year, we will begin to work on your mastery of the elements themselves.”
He began to pace. Rudeos often paced when he was thinking.
“Some Masters, if they had a chaos mage in their group, would separate out that student from the others. They would teach him or her on their own, believing that a chaos mage might otherwise disrupt the balance of their apprentice group.”
“What?” Gadon looked horrified.
“I won’t do that,” Rudeos said, frowning at them. Callum wondered what it was like for
