Gavriel Sterling had been chased, stabbed, frozen, trapped in a pink bubble, and stared at by a prince. He was not prepared for what came next.
Later, he would divide his life into two categories: before the temple, and after. He just didn't know it yet.
Serena turned to face the group.
"This is where things get difficult. Stay with a mage at all times. It will try to separate us. If you don't know an answer, make a portal back into the hall you were in."
Gav raised his hand. "When you say 'try to separate us,' do you mean psychologically or physically?"
"Both," Serena replied.
Fin processed the instructions the way he processed all battlefield briefings. Silently. Completely. Already running contingencies before she finished talking.
"An answer to what, Serena?" Dex asked.
"You'll know when it asks," Serena said.
Dex exhaled. Noted. He didn't like it.
Hyran stepped forward. "What manner of trials should we expect?"
