Literature
Sine Tranquillus ch. 16
They stared at each other, wide-eyed. Fenris could feel the pull of magic upon his brands, unmistakeable and undeniably coming from the mage before him.
“Anders....”
Anders laughed, disbelieving. “It's back! My magic is back! Oh Maker, it's – I can't describe how it feels, I-”
“Mage.”
Anders broke off and nodded. “Yes. Right. Intruder first, celebrate afterwards.”
Fenris nodded and rose to his feet, but as he turned away Anders gave a strangled cry. Fenris turned back, bewildered; the mage knelt at his feet, looking stricken.
“Fasta vass, mage, what is it? We do not have time t