With that, Gwyn circled back around Lasaiah’s side and rushed out to Morgan’s bridge. She did not have to be told twice. Gwyn’s foot landed heavily, to which they both noticed, but she raced off anyway. Presumably to catch up with the boys while he continued to wait for Lasaiah’s response.
It came in a blink. A barely there nod. Within seconds she moves unlike them. Her grandeur fades from view, much like Albion’s did. Pale light of her magic glows first in one large ball before being separated into smaller ones. Each of which he watched flatten and spread outward until their edges overlapped and their centers hollowed. Then she was gone.
It took a minute to understand. Not a sound whipped by him like Ejder managed. Her only message, her abstract code, still lingered in his mind. It im
