Silence descended heavily around us, punctuated randomly by the activities going on at the other side of the pile; Victoria’s desperate cry for help, the sound of rebounding metal as Kendra’s sword hit the pile repeatedly and Stan’s... Well, who knew exactly what my "loving" half-brother was doing right at that moment?
With the collapse, the cave would have become eerily dark if not that the green light from Breather and the glowing purple smoke surrounding Trichloris illuminated it.
“What makes you think that we’re halfwizards?” I asked when I couldn’t stand the silence anymore- no better ice-breaker than that, don’t you think?
“Why ask what you already know?” was what he returned in a very bored manner as if the conversation was the very last thing on his mind. Well, of course, it wa
