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Epilogue
Hidden among the trees surrounding Gaea’s Green, I watch the room burn. I bound the child’s powers a long time ago, and I would never disobey Kameen or dishonor the Order by breaking that spell. But they have no need to know that I suspected the girl was powerful enough to unleash her magic all on her own.
An elementai’s powers are finely tuned to their emotions. It is both their strength and their weakness. The stronger the feelings, the more powerful the magic. And I have always known that to break a binding spell—particularly one cast by a Danraath witch of the Order of Azezal—would require a more intense emotion than Ophelia Hart was capable of feeling all on her own. At least at her tender age.
No, shattering a spell like that requires pain. Intense, soul-splintering pain. And so few carry a pain more profound than Alexandros Drakos.
Then they will awaken the protector of man,
And together they will rise to bring a balance that will reign for the ages.
A slow, unexpected smile spreads across my face. I have not interfered, per se. I merely ensured that two souls crossed paths in order to achieve their destinies. To restore balance to the world after five hundred years of chaos. Surely Kameen can forgive me that.
Either way, my work here is done.
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