Morgan did his best to try another spell but that too was batted away.
“Is it true, Ejder?” he replied instead of showing his frustration.
If he thought too heavily about defeat, she’d focus on it, Morgan thought and tried again. His fingers started to move in a circular motion once more, outlining the runes he remembered on the gateway. Each time he caught the hook of the first rune, Ria would end his chances to create the next. It told him he was onto something, but only if she couldn’t figure him out.
“Did you really do this?”
Ejder’s sigh was heavy and deep. It was telling in a way that made him second guess his dedication.
“Ejder?” Morgan frowned, looking for his undivided attention. “Did you do this?”
“Morgan,” he sighed again, solidifying Morgan’s dismay. “Back then it did
