"Isn't this wonderful, Cholie? A world where Commoners and Nobles are now equal. With most of the Nobles losing their powers thanks to our dear friend Pavone's Erasure..... There's no difference to them now with the Commoners."
He smiled. "They now all live in fear. They can't look down upon the Commoners because they are all little mice running away from the darkness."
Maellan stood on top of a mountain that was covered in ash and rubble after all the trees had fallen down, overlooking the Kingdom of Sephyrine.
Cholie emerged from his face and agreed. "I wonder if he was in fear too. Your father."
"He must be. Our friend down below won't tell me. "
He frowned. "He despises me, I think. I don't know why. We share the same cause, after all. He thinks I'm too dense to understand the consequence of giving people the Gift."
