Wings of Arian

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hands in her lap, “What does that mean?”
    “Just as it sounds. Evil now knows how to track you every way possible. By sight, by smell, and by thread.”
    Emane interrupted “The Hounds? Is that what those things are really called?”
    “Yes,” Eleana answered. “They are controlled by Dralazar and are the deadliest hunters we know. Dralazar is the only one on evil’s side with enough magic to control the pack. But even then,” she shook her head, “his hold on them is precarious. Their desire to kill everything they come in contact with is overwhelming. Especially now. I am sure Dralazar has had them locked up for the last thousand years.”
    “Who is Dralazar?” Emane asked.
    Kiora saw Aleric wilt, looking as if he wanted to drop his head into the table.
    “Evil.” Kiora answered.
    “You should have known that Emane.” Aleric chided. “It was in your reading.”
    Emane shifted in his chair, before running his fingers through his hair. “Ah, Aleric, you know I never…”
    Aleric interrupted, waving him away impatiently, “Never mind, it’s too late to worry about it now.”
    “Anyway,” Emane interjected. “How can they know they found who they were looking for?”
    Aleric answered. “That little display of Kiora’s I am sure left them with no doubt.”
    “Wait,” Kiora said, “how did you see that?”
    Eleana motioned to a large basin set on the table filled halfway with water. “Much the way Dralazar would have seen it.” She waved her hand over the top, the water rippled underneath, colors stirring just under its surface as a picture came into focus. There in the water was Kiora, her dark hair flying out behind her, stretching out her arm, power rippling outward.
    The table was quiet. Kiora had fixed her eyes on her shoes feeling like she had swallowed a walnut. Her eyes flickered up to find Eleana, Aleric, and Emane each staring at her. Her voice shook as she asked. “What do we do now?”
    Eleana looked at them gravely. “The time table has been moved up. Dralazar knows you were with Arturo, and if you were with Arturo then he also knows we have you at the Hollow. It is only a matter of time before he finds it.”
    “How can he find it?” Emane asked. “I thought it was protected.”
    “There are those on his side who know how to find it. It won’t be easy but it’s not impossible.”
    “But how?” Kiora asked.
    Eleana sighed. “The Fallen Ones know how to look for the holes in the threads, areas where there are none. When they find a big enough hole they will know they have found the Hollow. And then Dralazar will come for you.”
    “How long?” Emane asked.
    “I don’t know. It could be a few weeks or a few days. It depends on whose side luck remains.”
    “So, what?” Emane asked leaning forward across the table. “We just sit here and wait for them to show up?”
    “Arrangements will need to be made for the both of you.” Eleana leaned back in her chair, evaluating the pair. “I had hoped to have more time to negotiate on your behalf, but it seems we’ll have to hope instead that their curiosity gets the best of them.”
    “Whose curiosity?” Kiora questioned.
    Eleana breezed past as if she hadn’t spoken. “I will work on that while you and Emane train here.”
    “Train in what?” Emane asked.
    “Magic,” Aleric answered.
    “Aleric, I don’t have any magic.”
    “Yes, sadly that is something I am well aware of.” Aleric said with a wisp of a smile. “Then what am I suppose to do?” Emane asked.
    The smile disappearing, Aleric explained, “You are now in a magical world, you must learn its rules and how to abide by them. You are the Protector of the Solus. You must learn how to do your job.”
    “What about me?” Kiora asked
    Aleric pulled the Book of Arian out, and handed it to her. “You will work from this.”
    She turned it over, the old leather smooth in her hands. On the front was an image she hadn’t noticed before. Two hands holding an

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