His magic reached each one of them, linking them together. It was giving but not forceful. It was there for them to take if they needed replenishment at any time.
Morgan then stepped forward with his left foot, opening his stance more toward the other five. His shoulder kept Grant out of the equation for balance and nothing more. The waves churned behind them, rolling backward and out past their floating disc.
It was a spec within the sea but the current being swayed by their intentions was one to worry about repercussions. Morgan reclaimed his focus a moment later, pushing yet another deliberate hand backwards as if to tell the ocean they needed space, and it listened. Wave after wave rolled off to sea, searching for the shores of long lost places.
Morgan let them charge off before
