Sixer had managed to use the amount of ice magic heād wanted in order to freeze the flower withoutĀ going into a sneezing fit.
However, as soon as he came out of his meditative focus, a sudden headache caused him to double over and grip the sides of his head.
His vision went dark, and he found himself in a spotlight, surrounded by eight figures that lookedā¦identicalĀ in shape, except for one detail.
āWhatāā
The eyes of one of the figures flashed open, somehow glowing despite being dark brown.
Found you.
Abruptly, Sixer was back in his clearing, only to find that the frost he had been working to control had gotten out of control.Ā Only, the frost hadnāt frozen the entire clearing.
Sixer looked down under him at the sigil the frost had formed ā hisĀ sigil. The six-fingered hand with the six-tailed pinwheel behind it.
And then the identical eight sigils in a circle around him with one, two, three, four, five, seven, eightā¦.
Sixer took it in, then summoned a blast of heat that melted the frost.
Apparently, he had some things to think about.
āFord?ā Bex asked quietly, concern in her eyes. āAre you okay?ā














