We walked down the large halls of the ancient sanctuary, the echoes of our footsteps following the corridors deeper into the belly of the place, right into the heart of mystery.
The air swirled around, thick with age-old magic, like a cloak of protection. Still reeling from the trials that had gotten us in here, the urge for a moment of levity couldn't be more dire.
Daniel and I find ourselves at a quiet corner of the sanctuary, away from the main group.
Serafine and David are catching up with Amara and Susan on what's to come, while Abigail has gone off to rest after the ordeal of the trials.
There was tension, but Daniel seemed determined to break it.
So, Serafine," Daniel says, a sly grin spreading across his face as he elbows me. "About those powers of yours."
I laugh, knowing wh
