Chapter 395 - Path of the Sun

For several minutes, no one said a word as the assembled witches and sorcerers examined the work of deadly airt that Ignatious laid before them. In the silence, Nyrielle stood up from her chair, retreating to the corner of the room to put more distance between herself and the uncomfortable artifact. Even taking a few steps away helped to relieve the growing sense of unease that crept along her skin when the former inquisitor opened the case that held it, but she wouldn't feel comfortable until the blade had been taken away and secured far from her presence once more.