“Are you saying that someone tried to kill her?” Arsan’s voice was raised slightly, but still quiet, distant from my ears. “I don’t know much about magic, but from what I understood, the man who brought his army to the monastery wanted Tabor alive not dead. Why would he send something dark to kill her?”
“Why are you asking me such questions? I do not know of your situation or about the man that searches for the girl, but it would be safe to say that some one wants her dead.” Someone stoked the fire and threw on another cedar log. The comforting smell wafted through the air to find my nostrils again. “If I were you, I wouldn't try to search out the source. This magic is powerful. More powerful than I have ever felt. She might not survive another happening like this one.”
The fire crackled in the background as it consumed the fresh wood. “Young man, take this girl and get as far away from here as you can. I don’t know what kind of mess you have gotten yourself into, but you will be killed if you stay.”
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