Silver Tongue: A Nate Temple Supernatural Thriller Book 4 (The Temple Chronicles) by Shayne Silvers

Author:Shayne Silvers [Silvers, Shayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Argento Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-11-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

I was pouring over a pile of papers on my desk at Chateau Falco, eyes sandy and irritated. I had slept fitfully on the couch in the office, having fallen asleep from exhaustion as I tried to get a grip on my new powers, and how exactly I could use them to sense residual magic.

See, here’s the thing. As a wizard, I had been pretty suave. Energy existed in the world, floating here and there, waiting to be used. Which meant that one was limited to the energy around him. But I had years of experience tapping into it. And I had been good.

Key word, had.

The other thing about my old powers was that a wizard was limited to how much they could channel. Some were born with the gift to efficiently channel absolutely any type of energy with practically no wasted effort. Others had to claw tooth and nail in order to make the energy do what they wanted. Sure, they could grab it, but they lost so much energy while trying to manipulate it that even if it was pouring rain outside they could have a difficult time filling a cup of water sitting under an awning ten feet away.

Then there was the endurance and strength of the wizard. We utilized our own energy to redirect these powers around us, and some were stronger than most, their bodies more resilient, with better stamina. While others grew exhausted fairly quickly.

I had been known for pretty good stamina, lasting longer than most, and I had pretty fair efficiency. More importantly, I had grown those… muscles through frequent, repetitive practice, like any athlete. And I had some pretty notorious teachers.

Long story short, I could use magic for longer than most, was pretty efficient, and most importantly, I was clever.

Listen, I’m not being arrogant. I just thought about things a little differently than most. For example, during a high-speed car chase with a silver dragon chasing us, most wizards would have used brute force to attack the beast.

But me…?

I had decided to coalesce the humidity around me to build up between the dragon’s scales, and then to rip that heat away abruptly and violently. The result had caused the mass of water to instantly freeze, seizing up her wings, and she had fallen from the sky, and being made of silver, had sunk to the bottom of the Mississippi River where she had drowned.

It wasn’t that I had been stronger, but that I had been sneakier. That was no doubt a result of my upbringing. My dad had been a wily one in his day, too.

But now, none of that mattered. Because my own people had cursed me, zapping me of my powers when I had died. Luckily, my father had secretly done… something – I wasn’t exactly sure what, and I hadn’t gotten around to pestering his soul in the Armory about it – to me that brought forth an entirely new, wilder, more arcane form of power that hadn’t been seen in centuries.

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