Matt

The twins stood at the edge of the circle, their eyes glazed over with that eerie, glowing light that always meant trouble.

While the Spiritborn said the curse was lifted, I wasn’t able to be happy about what it said, because the twins looked more than a little eerie. They weren’t just glowing, they were... buzzing. Like their magic couldn’t quite figure out how to sit still inside them, like something way too big was rattling around in bodies way too small.

And look, I’m not an expert in mystical prophecy aftermaths, but when someone starts levitating slightly off the ground, that usually means something didn’t go according to...