"Aye," the admiral said, sadness on her face.
"Did you...did you feel anything, physically, when she died?" The question was hard for the healer to voice, but it had to be asked.
Anala didn't answer right away; her face told Ghia she was thinking back.
"Aye," she said at length. "Twas as if me heart were being buried alive under a mountain of grief and pain. Felt -- suffocated, ye ken. Why d'ye ask?"
Ghia couldn't breath with the shock of the truth that had just hit her. "Dear Goddess," she said, wondering why she hadn't seen it before. "Anala, when one Magi dies, all the rest feel it."
Anala's eyes widened. "Ye mean ta say..."
"Yes. Molly was Magi." She took a deep breath and thought back to her time in the dungeon. "And unless I'm off my guess, Jester is one too."
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