I made no effort to disguise myself. As I walked through the bitter cold streets, I found myself surprised twofold: I was surprised in that my Inner Eye was silent within me. The surge of auras which painted all living forms was absent from my mind and the ever-present background tingling that my wizardry powers were linked to the Netherworld was gone. This absence could only mean one thing. A Null Stone of incredible power was here in Oslon blocking all who possessed wizardry powers from summoning their energies from out of the Netherworld. One very powerful Null Stone–like that of Master Breen. Or perhaps two or more Null Stones, each of impressive talents, working together to suppress the Netherworld. My eyes narrowed as I walked the streets and mingled with the crowds hurrying from one
