The Firemage's Vengeance: A Book of Underrealm (The Academy Journals 3) by Garrett Robinson

Author:Garrett Robinson [Robinson, Garrett]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Legacy Books
Published: 2016-07-18T16:00:00+00:00

Ebon heard nothing from Mako the rest of that day. It troubled him, though he chided himself, for he should not have expected Mako to find anything so soon. When he woke the next day he strode out upon the Academy grounds, even turning his steps towards the secret door in hopes that Mako might find him to report back. But the grounds were empty. Ebon left a scribbled note beneath the alabaster—Have you found him?—and went to class.

At his desk, he fiddled with the flower for a time, trying to see the parts of it with his mind’s eye. But his thoughts were much occupied with Mako. What if the bodyguard had found Gregor already? What if something had happened to him? Ebon wished he had been able to come along. Even danger would be better than not knowing anything of what transpired beneath the streets. He pictured Mako down in the sewers, just like the night he had killed Matami. Only now the bodyguard was beset on all sides by Yerrin swords, green cloaks covering mail as they pressed him back, back into the darkness.

That made him shudder—and, too, it turned his thoughts to the night before last when he had been attacked. And he thought of the training grounds outside, where advanced transmuters practiced their spells.

Ebon turned in his seat and raised his hand until Perrin came towards the front of the room to find him. “What is it?”

“I have been wondering,” said Ebon. “Once, when I first came here, I saw other alchem—that is, transmuters, casting spells of defense. I saw a girl stop an arrow in mid-flight, turning it to a puff of smoke.”

“Yes?” said Perrin. “What of it?”

“Could I not practice such magic? I have made little progress with my flower, and as you have said before, I might stretch my mind by turning it towards other things.”

Perrin chuckled. “Other things, yes, but nothing so advanced. You are a long way off, I am afraid, from such magic. Also, you saw those spells ages ago. Why the sudden interest now?”

“No reason,” Ebon said quickly. “Only … I have just learned to counter another wizard’s magic. I thought I might learn to defend myself against other things, like a fighter with a sword.”

Her brows rose. “Have you found yourself pitted against fighters and swords?”

Ebon blanched, but tried to appear calm. “Not at all. It is just that, with the attack on the Seat, and now with war in Feldemar … it seems the sort of thing that might be useful. I am sure I am not the only one who feels the war hanging over us all.”

The classroom had gone curiously quiet. When he looked about, Ebon saw that all the students had stopped in their work and were watching the two of them. Perrin looked at them all, and her stern countenance softened.

“I cannot blame you all for thinking such thoughts,” she said. “It is only natural that you do. But I urge you not to worry yourselves overmuch.

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