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Life in Wartime

Thirteen

The Second Shadow

Fourteen

Flight

Fifteen

Beneath Karazhan

Sixteen

The Breaking of a Mage

Epilogue

Full Circle

About the Author




There was a sluggishness to the magic in this room. It was a thick feeling, like stale air in a room that had
been shuttered for years. Khadgar tried to pull the energies together, but they seemed to resist, to follow
his desires with only the greatest reluctance.

KhadgarтАЩs face grew stern as he tried to pull more of the power of the room, the energies, into himself.
This was a simple spell. If anything, it should be easier in this spellroom, where such castings would be
commonplace. Suddenly the young mage was swamped with the thick, fetid feel of the magic. It fell upon
him in a thick blanket, crushing the spell and driving him physically to his knees. Despite himself, he cried
out.

Medivh was at his side at once, helping the young mage to his feet. тАЬThere, there,тАЭ he said. тАЬI didnтАЩt
expect you to succeed even that well. Good try.тАЭ

тАЬWhat is it?тАЭ managed Khadgar, suddenly able to breathe again. тАЬIt was like nothing IтАЩve felt before.тАЭ

тАЬThatтАЩs good news for you, then,тАЭ said Medivh. тАЬThe magic has been twisted here, a result of what
happened earlier.тАЭ

тАЬYou mean like a haunting?тАЭ said Khadgar. тАЬEven in Karazhan, I neverтАжтАЭ

тАЬNo, not like that,тАЭ said Medivh. тАЬSomething much worse. The two dead mages here were summoning
demons. ItтАЩs that taint that you feel. A demon was here.тАЭ