Liora
Stepping closer to the border, the ancient magic that keeps Stormclaw hidden from human eyes reaches out towards me. The familiar hum is warm and welcoming, as if the ancient land could feel Seth and me close by.
“It’s calling us,” Seth says, his gray eyes glowing. “Calling for Liora and I.”
“How can you tell?” Titus asks, letting out a shaky breath as he does so.
It’s because of his powers, I think to myself. Seth is right though—the land is calling to me, beckoning me to step inside and save it. I know Seth, too, can feel the pull, feel the magic calling out for us in a way that just doesn’t make sense. It never did this when we were growing up, never called for us to help it. Why now?
“I just know. I can feel it,” Seth answers Titus, taking a deep breath and placing his hand
