"Summon the Mage Counsel," Minister Addersworth's voice boomed through the confines of the hall. He took a step forward, and then another, until he was standing next to Carlisle. Malachi followed him like a shadow.
Goldilocks shuffled where he stood as though he was nervous. He gave his uncle a light nod and then spun on his heels to run, disappearing into the crowd of gathered Soul Dealers. After a few moments, he reemerged into the hall. "The Silver Mage of New Jersey is on her way as we speak."
On cue, a whirlpool of silver flames appeared mid- air in the middle of the hall. The spokes of fire licked and danced as it grew in size. Crisp crackling sounds filled the air as everyone inside the New York Sanctum watched the flames transform into a full- sized portal. After a few seconds,
