Book 2: Chapter 90

Hallie

With a wave of his hand, the crystal ball projected a lager image of what was happening above it, though Gorvan’s hands burned. They sizzled, taking the magical blow that would have hit Ann, but true to his word, she was fine. She too watched with us, and there were no more spells I could sense on anyone other than the ball and his painful looking hands. He didn’t even flintch.

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