"It's blood magic," Dorian says with a shake of his head. Had he been there he could have guessed at what sort of spell it was and perhaps know how to counter it. Outside like this he can only speculate at what it might be and what the former First Enchanter was trying to do.

How desperate everyone in this city must be that even the First Enchanter turned to blood magic. The Magisters always said the South was backwards but never like this.

"The children got away." He hopes the news will brighten the outlook. "And a few more mages with them. How we'll they'll do on their own is a mystery but they're aren't here."