Chapter 37

Ignis's lessons had become a repetitive slog of reinforcing the same mental shells Julian had already mastered. He sat in the damp, cool tunnels of the Riverine Guides, watching the giant spider move with a grace that belied her size. "Again," Ignis projected. "The barrier must be seamless. A single crack is an invitation." Julian felt the familiar pressure of her psychic probe against his mind. He deflected it with a flick of mental intent, his defenses holding firm without a shiver. He...