Sasha clutched at Raul, who extended a hand to steady Sasha.
Neither could see it, but sense it.
The magic of the world shifted. It's not a kind of change they could put into words. Like watching the thunderstorm on sea every day, but knowing within your bones it will hit the shore today.
Like feeling breathless, excited and full of energy for no reason, just as you near your home town.
Like a man could smell water as he neared a mirage in the desert, despite knowing there's no water there.
With their senses, they could not tell where or how the magic elements changed, but they knew beyond doubt they did.
Physically, the situation was just the opposite.
The lava within the mountain started bubbling and hissing.
The army which was approaching Raul and Sasha in a tight encirclement had to run back as fast as possible, for almost all the vents down the mountain had started gushing burning hot tar.
