"I'm in quite a pinch. Call Friya, please. She needs to hear this as well." Lith said.
After Lith finished telling them about the latest events, Friya was on cloud nine.
"In your face!" She pointed at Tista, Quylla, and Phloria in this order. "Serves you well for calling me the less skilled in the group. My baby is worthy of the Magus' title! I can't wait to tell Mom and Dad."
"To get yourself a nice collar and a leash of matching color?" Lith said with a sneer. "I left you out of it not to hog all the glory so much as to not force you to choose between your family and your apprenticeship.
"Helping a fellow disciple with his project is one thing, disclosing to someone else the Forgemastering techniques and the hammer that Faluel bestowed upon you is another."
"Oh, shit!" Friya suddenly remembered about her blood pact with the Hydra. Betraying her master's trust would cost Friya her life.
