Chapter 140-1
Kiana
Smoke rose from the earth after Janelle used the fire extinguisher to put out the last of my fires Irene, Lunessa, and the Crone all watched with fascinated expressions. I’d bet not a single one of them had ever seen a fire extinguisher before. Irene couldn’t even believe there was one in her
cottage.
Lucky, since it turned out that my barrier magic did produce fires, and they weren’t so easy to extinguish with magic.
I leveled a look at the Crone. “I think we should try something different. Troy already kindly requested that I not start any wildfires in his territory.”
“We have the extinguisher,” the Crone began.
“It’s empty,” Janelle announced.
“Empty? How can it be empty? Doesn’t it just harness the magic of the wind?” Lunessa demanded.
“You guys really need to get out more,” I muttered. “No more boundary spells.”
At least I had formed a forcefield. I’d also nearly set us all on fire. The flames didn’t hurt me, but in my shock, I’d started waving my hands around and hurling little flames everywhere. Not ideal since Irene’s dress had caught on fire, proving that they were flammable.
“How bad is the burn,” I asked as I gestured to her dress. With a grimace, she picked up her skirt and examined the burn on her leg.
“I have a salve I can whip up. Damage can be reversed in a few days. I’ll be fine.”
Frustrated, I ran my hands over my face. “I need a break.”
“We don’t have time for a break,” the Crone thundered. “You need to learn to protect yourself from
Claudine!”
“But we don’t even know what Claudine is planning! This forcefield only protects against magic guarantee that if the fire extinguisher could get through the boundary, so would a bullet Or a wolf
“You have to start somewhere.”
“Great. Let’s start with something that doesn’t catch on fire!”
Muttering under her breath, the Crone turned and stormed inside. I blew out my breath. “Is she any
less intense when I leave?”
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“Unfortunately not,” Irene muttered. “We should really consider building some guest housing
I snorted with laughter, which faded when she took a few steps toward me and winced “Are you
really all right?”
“Let Janelle and I take the pain away,” Lunessa said kindly. “Just a few minutes of chanting, and
then you can make the salve for the physical damage.”
“Do I need to leave?”
“Not at all. Some magics are so simple that even a null cannot dull them. Watch.” With a happy smile, Lunessa, Janelle, and Irene linked hands. “There is a reason covens are so effective. Linking
magic has powerful results.”
“What’s so simple about taking away pain?”
“Not taking away. Shifting it. It’s all internal. It’ll flow from Irene, through us, and funnel into the
earth.”
“Handy.”
“Indeed. The more the pain, the more witches it takes, but I think we can handle this.”
Curious, I sat amid the scorched marks in the grass and watched. They might call this simple magic, but once they started chanting, I could see the colors of their magic. A dark red for Janelle, almost the color of blood. Pink for Irene, soft and light. Lunessa was a vibrant purple. The colors began to shimmer off their skin, like a dusting of glitter, and rose into the air before swirling around them. I saw the moment that Irene’s pain lifted. Her face softened, her magic darkened, and it moved through the colors.
The darkness funneled into the earth, and I thought about how it almost looked like the darkness that took over my memories when I was trapped inside my mind. Was that harnessed pain? My
pain?
My mother’s?
The colors dissipated, and they separated. “Nothing simple about that,” I murmured. “But I’m never
going to be able to that, am I?”
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