"So you're not much use without your spellbook, are you?" said Ina. She was too much on edge to keep a civil mind.
"I just forgot how to say 'light', Witch." Athyn glared at Ina. "Why don't you try creating light from nothing?"
"I saved your life, weirdspeaker. And mine, just barely. The least you owe me is a little tolerance while I vent."
Athyn tightened her lips. After a few seconds, her shoulders relaxed and she lay back on the wall of the sphere they were in. She took a deep breath and let it out.
"You sounded just like him, just now," said the Femage.
Ina thought so too.