Morgan could feel their powers. Each and every one of them. The swirled around nervously in their bodies just as his did. Morgan inhaled quietly, then exhaled as he spoke his underwater breathing spell. With a slight flick of the wrist he shot himself with the round. It filled his lungs quickly with water and urged him to sink down while the burn overtook him.
“Sometimes I wonder why I don’t just stay sea bound,” he muttered.
It eased everyone marginally but Morgan was all business. After learning about Ria, the gateways, the complications this world was facing because of their oversight, this had to be done.
Morgan sank to the bottom, clearing off the sand and residue left from the last time they used it. His memory flitted to those moments, only giving glimpses of what was to come.
