“Undo it!” Morgan hollered as the scene unfolded.
Across the divide there was a newly carved slope that far down into the crevice. Light found it’s natural curves but glowed on, far past the depths. This couldn’t have been normal. Not by any standards and indefinitely not theirs for that matter.
“Bryson…” he challenged once more, throwing a kick of magic the kelpie’s way for good measure.
“Can you not see we’re still dealing with an avalanche here?” he shot back.
“Shoot him again,” Grant urged.
“You shoot him,” Morgan spat. “I’m not getting cursed by you guys for fun.”
“You know we can do it at any time, right?”
“Can you just reverse your brother’s spell? We have a lead!”
“Bry!”
“On it,” he swore and withdrew his silencing spell.
“Honestly, you and I need to talk about you
