The gems encircling the globe at the top of the scepter were glowing.

They were… glowing.

“How—” Popescu muttered out, but I was just confused as he was.

How I made it work I didn’t know, but I did. The confusion on Popescu’s face quickly gave way to rage and he ran at me like a man possessed. I held the scepter out in front of me and hoped that I could make it fire somehow. The feeling of warmth from the metal rose rapidly, but it never burned ...