Chapter ONE - Weebly

He said it as quickly as he could, felt power pass
through him like a shaft of lightning. The man next to
Yellow-hair exploded in flame. Ethan had been aiming
for Nigel himself, but he was in motion as he cast the
spell, and conjurings weren’t always as precise as he
wanted. The burning man staggered, then dropped to
the ground, flailing at his clothes and hair. Nigel and a
few of the others also beat at the fire with their hands or
their coats until at last they extinguished the flames.
Several of the men had shied away from the one Ethan
attacked, but now they faced Ethan again and started to
advance on him. Ethan had already cut himself again
and he lifted his bleeding arm for all of them to see.
“Who’s next, eh?” he said. “One step more, and
you’ll be burning, too. Or maybe I’ll just snap your
necks. I can do that, as well.”
Again the men faltered.
“Get him already!” Sephira shouted from beyond
the ring of flame, which had burned down so low that
she could have stepped over it. Ethan noticed,
however, that she remained exactly where she was.
Looking beyond her, though, Ethan saw something