The energy in Verath's chamber roared with intensity, shadows twisting and writhing as the High Sage stood in the center, his staff crackling with dark energy. Kade, sweating and unsure, stood his ground, his hands still faintly glowing from the accidental magic he had unleashed moments ago. Verath's guards lay scattered around him, unconscious or writhing in pain, victims of his newfound — though clumsy power.
'You've overstepped, Kaedus,'
Verath snarled, his silver eyes blazing.
'Your arrogance will cost you dearly.'
Kade raised his hands in what he hoped looked like confidence but felt like a desperate attempt to stall.
'Let's just… pause for a second,'
he said with a nervous grin.
'Maybe we can talk this out? You know, settle things over tea or something?'
