133 Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three – The Fire and the Sword 4yr

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"That was very well done."

Hazé froze.

She had Detect Life up, and yet nobody was registering on it. Her Ranks in Perception had been bought up with her Human Racial Levels, the only Levels she had been able to gain while saddled with so much Karmic Debt, yet even her heightened senses had felt no one behind her.

She started to move, and felt something like gossamer pulling at the magic around her. It danced over her personal mantle of spells, and she watched them fall apart like snowflakes, the power in them sucked away.

She had no way to cast spells, and even her shape-altering spell was gently and easily stripped away, dropping her a foot in height and reverting her attire.

She turned and looked at her interlocuter, and the two Helices spinning around him.

Multi-colored flames danced around him in the thaumaspectrum, drawn into him by one strand along a spiraling path. Along the other, a colorless mist was constantly exuded into the manasphere, pure mana to a degree she'd never seen before.

He was a tall human, broad-shouldered, rangy, long arms and legs made to reach and grasp, with shadowed, dark eyes to match dark hair and a grim expression... tha