“Yes,” said Hawkwind, “but we’re here to focus on Sutherveld. You say the Shadow appeared on the field—can anyone corroborate that?”
“Keriya Soulstar can. She and I fought him together.”
“How?”
Keriya held her breath. A ball of blue lightning had exploded from Necrovar’s chest. She’d half convinced herself she’d hallucinated it in her blind panic.
“I distracted him and she wove a lightmagic spell that broke through his defenses,” Viran lied calmly. “I was wounded in the fight, sustaining injury from Necrovar’s enchanted blade. Keriya teleported me to safety before returning to the battlefront to seal the portal.”
Keriya gaped at the ring. Before she could begin to deconstruct Viran’s story, a sharp knock sounded at the door. She jumped to her feet and pulled off the jewelry, hiding it
