"How is that even possible?" I asked. My jaw tightened. My stomach twisted. That… that was no small feat. That was the work of a high archmage—or a divine beast.
Sir Alex scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed. "Mages struggled. Lady Seraphine used… something. Her brilliance, her mind, her knowledge. She knew things that even the high mages in the capital were not aware of."
He waved his hand vaguely, as if struggling to find words for something he didn't fully understand. "Then entere her own unknown magic. She calls it Spirit Qi. And she blew the curse away like dust."
Spirit Qi. Ancient. Untamed. Not tied to hearthstones or mana channels. Something that predates kingdoms… maybe predates the gods we knew.
A power that did not belong in the hands of a human with a tendency to trip over her own boots. But I had felt it earlier. Seen it ripple through the air at her sneeze, shattering a corrupted stone spider like it was made of paper.
