Chapter 4Andawyr had been about to rise but he froze as Antyr spoke. The coincidence of Antyr’s words with his own recent concerns suddenly made him feel afraid.
‘Finish your tale, Antyr,’ he said quietly. ‘I shouldn’t have interrupted you. Tell us about this... hurt... you found, and the others you saw there.’
Both Grayle and Tarrian opened their eyes and looked at him.
‘I saw no one. Only the blind man. The others I heard. Voices ringing around and through me.’ Instinctively Antyr wrapped his arms about himself as the memory of their cold presence returned to him. ‘They were captive there, they said. Chained by others, long ago. Others like me. For using — misusing — what they called the true power. They called me an Adept — cried the word out in a frenzy. They were waiting for the bl
