Chapter FifteenThe wide doors to the Temple Devotionary swung open slowly, pulled back by two Fey Guards Gairynzvl recognized from Team Thunder. As he passed, they gazed at him with openly curious expressions. Equally familiar with him from the game they enjoyed the previous night, they did not understand why the Elders would be meeting with him at such a principal hour. It was now the hour of the setting sun when Light diminished and magic was said to take flight, but he did not engage either of them in conversation, nor did Bryth, who stood beside the Fierce One with an air of determination and focus they knew better than to question. As the doors opened, the glowing light of the Devotionary poured out into the dim hallway, enveloping each of those waiting in a spectral radiance that see
