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provided. You were the Solus, after all.
    “But deep down, I knew there had been a way provided, and I knew what that way was. I have known for a very long time. But somehow, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” He shook his head. The gold magic around his legs flared brighter and swirled up to his thighs. “Imagine my disgust with myself as I stood there, lecturing you about following your destiny, while I knew that I had failed to follow my own.” He chuckled bitterly. His wrinkled face had never looked so old. “You have sought me for advice—for wisdom.” He dropped his head. “Even your Witow is stronger than I am.”
    Kiora swiped at a tear. “Emane?” Her voice cracked and broke. “Lomay, I don’t—”
    “You have all taught me so much. You, Emane, Drustan—each of you have changed me.”
    The golden magic was nearly to his waist, and beneath it his outline was growing fuzzy.
    Kiora swallowed down the bile that burned her throat. “Lomay, what did you do?”
    “You needed help defeating Jasmine, and the barrier needed to be reinforced. There was only one way to solve both those problems.” He shrugged apologetically. “I needed to give you more magic, and then seal the barrier.”
    “No,” Kiora whispered. The air rushed out of her as her fear was realized. Alcander ! she screamed mentally. Alcander !
    “My magic should help you reach the level you need.”
    “I don’t need more!” she yelled, stepping toward him. “You can keep your magic. We can work together, just like before. I don’t need to have your magic in me to use it.”
    “Kiora, please. Make no mistake of my noble intentions. I am selfish. Believe me when I say I tried to find any possible way to avoid this. But I am an old man—”
    “I don’t care how old you are.” She stepped closer again. He hands shook and she forced herself not to look at the magic that was slowly taking his life.
    “Think, Kiora. You and Jasmine have a talisman. What good will I be on a battlefield without my magic? I cannot use a sword—I can hardly walk without my cane. The best place for my magic is in you. It was always supposed to be this way. You must believe me.”
    “That doesn’t make it better!” she shouted. “You can’t do this. I won’t let you!”
    He smiled at her sadly, slumping forward. “I knew you wouldn’t, which is why I adjusted the spell to slow the process so we could talk.” The gold swirled around his middle. He coughed, and his eyes closed from the strain. “I put up a barrier on the inside, beneath Lomay’s barrier, and sealed it with my life so it wouldn’t fail under the talisman. Jasmine won’t be able to get through the water, Nestor’s protection, and mine. It’s too much. I also sealed the enchantment on my house by the sea, in case you have need of it.” It looked like he tried to wink, but his eyes squeezed shut under another fit of coughing.
    Alcander skidded into the room, Emane right behind.
    “Oh, no.” Emane sighed.
    “Kiora,” Lomay said, ignoring the interruption, “even with my magic, you won’t be able to match Jasmine. You may need to do some things you don’t want to do. But failure will mean complete destruction. She will have no mercy.”
    “Kiora.” Alcander’s eyes were wide and fixed on Lomay. “What is this?”
    “He’s dying. He sealed his magic.” Kiora whirled to him, desperate. “How do I stop it? Help me find a way to stop it!”
    “Which book?” Alcander yelled as he ran past Lomay. “What did he use?”
    “The Book of Creators.”
    Lomay shook his head as the magic began creeping around his neck. “There is no reversing this. I am sorry, Alcander.”
    Alcander glared at him before quickly scanning the spell.
    “Kiora, follow your instincts,” Lomay said. The bottom half of him began to wash away like glistening golden sand. “You really are quite remarkable.”
    “Lomay!” Kiora reached out to him, pleading. “Please, I can’t do this without