Chapter 20

"Brother Amar!"

Arran knelt by his friend's motionless body. Now that the danger was gone, he immediately worried about Amar, who had been struck by an Academy mage's attack.

To his relief, as he knelt he could hear Amar groan. He was in pain, but at least he had survived. Others, Arran knew, had not been as lucky.

Amar opened his eyes. "Did I get him?" he immediately asked, though speaking the words took him some effort.

"You did," Arran said. No point in telling him right now that it had taken half a dozen initiates to bring down the Academy adept.

"Bastard broke my arm," Amar said. Cradling his limp right arm, he slowly sat up, wincing as he moved his injured body. "So did we win?" He looked toward the rest of the monastery grounds, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

Arran nodded. "Master Fireheart defeated them."

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