ThenTristan started blankly at his bloody dreggan and blanched with wonderment. Tristan suspected what was coming. ”After they climbed atop Shadow, Xanthus guided the horse down the mountainside. “Are you saying that you fourcould never conjure that much—even if the acolytes helped?”“It’s highly doubtful,” Faegan answered.
Its blade a blur, the axe twinkled briefly in the morning sun, then cleaved the center of the target. The cool air smelled moist and mildewed. Nathan calmly looked Wigg up and down,then did the same to Shailiha. Like they had just encountered another world, the Fledglings gazed wide-eyed into the magnificentHall of Blood Records.
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