I open my eyes, know as I draw a breath only a fraction of a moment has passed. Liander is falling back from me, swearing as Kayden and his sorcerers scramble to their feet, fear radiating outward from them. I've already made my choice, know there can only be one path, one way for me to make things right. Or as right as possible, to repent for the sins of Sibyl and her jealousy and hate.

Liander must know what's coming, see it in my face, perhaps, as my fire roars forward, ...