The ice ball hit the disk and burst shooting shards of ice like tiny needles everywhere, but luckily, it did put out the disk. It also made it drop to the ground.

I walked over to it.

"Are you done for a second? Can we look too?" Sevrina called.

"Yeah, come see this!" I replied.

The disk was toast. Burnt almost to the point of disintegration, and cracked like a tree with too much sap in the winter on the other half.

"Bizzare," Mavrin noted. "It's as though the disk were never enchanted. It should heal. The runes are still carved in place... but it is as though the magic...