Chapter Twenty-Seven
Griffin
Griffin felt so helpless, watching Tia work tirelessly, following the complex spell work from the book. She spoke the words of power until her voice was hardly more than a rasp in her throat. But Enis plied her with special teas and honey to give her the strength to keep going.
And now, somewhere at another part of Myrkur, Toby did the same while Riona watched over him.
“What is happening with the lights?” Egan came to sit beside him. “I can see it now, she’s burrowing right through it, taking it apart piece by piece.”
Griffin looked up at the night sky. It was late, far past the time when a ten-year-old should be awake still. Colorful lights flew through the sky. Reds and yellows, purples and oranges. Every color of magic he’d ever seen danced like the sn
