Chapter 39

Julian backed out of Arthur's office, the heavy oak door clicking shut with a finality that usually signaled the end of a verbal flaying. He exhaled, feeling the tension drain from his shoulders. Throughout the entire meeting, he had kept his focus sharp, slipping a thin telepathic probe toward the instructor's mind. It had been like pressing a finger against a wall of polished diamond. Arthur's mental Aegis was constant, a seamless shell of force that didn't flicker even when he was barking...