ou knew so much about it.
	I dont speak, but I do listen, Mist told her flatly.  And Im not stupid.
	I never thought you were, Miranda told her.
	Well, why cant a god just give that blessing to a Priest?
	Miranda smiled.  Because they have to do it when the Priest is born, she answered.  I guess my goddess had the feeling that I might be needed some time in the future, so she blessed me when I was born.
	Well, dont gods know who theyll need later?
	Miranda laughed.  Gods arent as all-powerful as they want mortals to think that they are, honey, she winked.  They want mortals to believe that they are, though.
	Why?
	Well, it gets complicated, honey, but Ill try to make it easy to understand, she said, with a sly little look at Mist.  There are two kinds of gods, Im sure you remember Tarrin explaining that.  Theres the creator god, and then theres the other gods in a world.  The creator god is apart from the others, because he was here first.  But all the other gods, like the One, are only here because the people living on the world want him here.
	I dont understand.
	Give me a minute, honey, Im trying to fill in the background a little bit.  Gods like the One are created because regular people decide that theres a need for him, and that belief causes him to come into being.  The One will live as a god as long as people believe that he is one.  When no one believes hes a god anymore, hell disappear.
	That doesnt make any sense.
	I dont think I explained it very well, she said with a grimace.
	Gods depend on mortals for their very existence, Mist interrupted.  Theyre created when mortals develop true faith in them, and they exist as long as people have that faith.  Gods are created by mortals, and they depend on the mortals who believe in them.
	Zyris expression was still a bit muddled.  Doesnt that mean that gods arent really gods?
	I told you it was complicated, Miranda grinned.  Gods are gods, honey, with powers far beyond the mortals who believe in them.  But that power comes from the mortals who worship them.  The more mortals there are that worships a god, the stronger he is.  As long as one person out there believes with all his heart in a god, that god has power.  But when there are no more mortals who believe in a god Miranda snapped her fingers poof.  Theyre not gods anymore.  The relationship between a god and a mortal who worships him is pretty complex, but it boils down to you comb my fur and Ill comb yours.  The god gets power from the belief of the mortal, and the mortal gets a god to believe in.  People need that, they really do.  Our belief in our gods is one of the cornerstones of just about every mortal society I know of.  Us mortals like having someone up there to watch over us, I suppose.
	Thats why the One is conquering everything, Ulger added from the other lean-to, where he was sitting on the ground, sharpening his sword with a wetstone.  He wants more power, and one way to get it is to force people to worship him.  Kind of like the KTar subversion that took place in middle Nyr some five hundred years ago.  The One is pulling the same stunt, but on this world, there are no Elder Gods to step in and pull his leash.
	I dont think she knows about Sennadar history, Ulger, Miranda winked.
	Dolanna blew out her breath and stood up, then smoothed out her dress.  Jal ran over to her, and she put her hand on his shoulder with a smile.  Are you alright, Dolanna? Ulger asked.
	She nodded.  I am carrying such an amount of power that I think my hair is standing on end, but I am well, she answered.  It has been so long since I did this, I have forgotten how it feels.  Had I a Weave to work with, I could Teleport with the power I hold.  So long as I ration its use, it will last me quite a while.
	Jal screwed up his face in concentration, and a small glittering flower made of ice appeared in his hand.  He offered it to Dolanna, who took it with a gentle smile.  Thank you, dear one, she told him.  It is too bad it will melt.  It is quite lovely, one of your best works yet.  She passed her hand over it, and the ice flower shimmered briefly.  She handed it back to him, and Jal felt it with confusion.  Zyri came over and touched it, then she gasped.
	Its glass!  She changed it into glass!
	Transmutation, Ulger chuckled.  Youre back, Dolanna.
	It feels good to be back, she smiled.  That little exercise cost me power I cannot afford to waste, but on the other hand, a test was in order to ensure it would work as it should.
	Is Tarrin nearly done? Miranda asked.
	I know not, but I would doubt it, she answered.  Tarrins capacity far exceeds my own, but he is drawing power faster than I was.  His wings are nearly halfway white.  I would assume that when they are fully white, he will be finished.
	Odd that it shows like that on him.  Thats not entirely a good thing, Ulger grunted.  If someone can see how much power he has built up, they might have an advantage.
	Tarrin can change the color of his wings at will, Dolanna assured him.  He can mask it easily.  Where are Haley and Sarraya?
	The rain started abruptly as they explained what they were doing, and they all had little to do but hunker down and wait for it to end.  Haley, Sarraya, and Fireflash remained out in the rain, scouting, returning occasionally to report, but they all watched Tarrins wings as they visibly expanded the white which was the indication of the power he had built up.  In the span of another hour the white completely infused his wings, all they way down to the very tips, until they no longer resembled looked like solid fire.  When it was done, they looked like solid magic.
	I think thats Ulger started, but Tarrins sudden movements startled him into silence.  Tarrin immediately stood up, knocking the lean-to over, and snapped his wings out.  He lifted into the air as the wings expanded to five times their normal size, then stared down at them with eyes that made all of them uncomfortable, for they glowed with an incandescent white energy, the power of the magic which was within him.
	Everyone under me, Tarrin ordered in a distant yet intensely focused voice.
	Tarrin, what are you doing? Dolanna called to him.
	Going to Pyros, he answered.  Now.
	Now?  But Dolanna started, but then she sighed.  Very well.  Give Haley, Sarraya, and Fireflash time to return, they are out scouting.
	What is he going to do? Azakar asked Dolanna worriedly.
	I do not know, but he obviously thinks that it is possible, and I am not going to argue with him.  That is quite impossible right now.  He will not listen to anyone.
	Is it possible? Ulger asked.
	Tarrins powers are much stronger than mine, Ulger, she answered.  Yes, I think it might be possible, but without a Weave to work with, I do not see how he is going to do it.  I will simply have to wait and see what he has managed to come up with.
	Sarraya!  Haley!  Fireflash! Tarrins voice boomed, shaking the grass and clearly audible by people a league away.  Return!
	Well, at least hes keeping us dry, Ulger grunted, looking up at the huge wing which was shielding them from the rain.  Lets get this stuff packed before the others get back, Zak.
	Haley bounded in first, shifting into his human form and shivering.  I hate it when my fur gets wet.  Ill feel all clammy and musty for days, he grunted.  What are we doing?
	Tarrin thinks that he can get us to Pyros right now, Miranda answered.  So were going to hitch a ride.
	Everyone mount, Tarrin ordered in that same intense voice.
	Hmm, now it gets interesting, Miranda said, as she moved towards her horse.
	By the time they were all mounted, Sarraya and Fireflash both had returned.  Sarraya immediately sought out Dolannas shoulder, while Fireflash landed on Mists saddle.  I see hes all cranky again, Sarraya grunted.  What are we doing?
	He thinks he can get us to Pyros, so we are waiting to see what he does, Dolanna answered.
	Tarrins body rose up a bit more into the air, until they were all in front of him, then he looked down at them with those eyes that glowed white with the power contained within him.  Hold onto your reins, he ordered, even as he extended a paw forth and presented his open palm to them all.
	There was a blinding flash of light, and a series of tendrils of ropy magical energy burst forth from his open paw, each one seeking out a horse.  It touched each horse in the forehead, above and between the eyes, and it caused each of them to shudder and whinny in shock.  The magic infused each horse, causing them to suddenly glow with incadescent light.  That light bulged on their backs ahead and to each side of the saddles or packs on them, just over their front legs, then suddenly shot out at surprising speed.  Those spikes of light bent, then grew longer, then ended and caused the spikes to grow down, elongating along its width, flaring out.
	The light faded quickly, and it caused all of them to blink.  Dolanna gasped, Miranda laughed, and the others just stared mutely at their horses, whom Tarrin had infused with his magic and altered at their most basic level.
	Every single horse, be it mount or packhorse, now had huge, feathered wings protruding from their backs, just over the shoulders of their front legs.  In unison, they all beat those wings once or twice, then calmly folded them to their sides, covering the legs of their riders with feathers.
	He Transmuted the horses! Dolanna gasped.  Theyre now Pegasi!
	Pega-what? Ulger asked in surprise.
	Pegasi, an extinct animal from Sennadar, which died out in the Blood War.  Horse-like animals with wings!
	You mean these things can fly? Ulger asked in shock.
	Yes, Tarrin answered flatly.  All of you strap yourselves to your mounts.  Youll find lashing straps on the saddles and on the stirrups.  I made them while I was changing the horses.
	They all moved quickly to do so, Ulger wrapping his straps as tightly around his armored body as he could while swearing and muttering under his breath, then leaning over to tie the straps that would go over his lower thigh.  Does this thing know it can fly? he asked Tarrin acidly.
	It knows, Tarrin answered, as the white of his wings flared brightly, then was replaced by the usual colors of red, yellow, and orange that were normal for them, though now there were scattered spots of white, as if the individual licks of flame that resembled feathers, each its own color, now had a new color added to the mix.  It was born to fly, he added cryptically.
	Not only do we have to bloody fly, we get to do it in a soaking rain, Ulger growled under his breath as he cinched the knot around his leg so tightly that it would have cut off the circulation in his leg, were he not wearing armor.
	I think its brilliant! Sarraya laughed brightly.  Since he cant carry us all, he found a way to find something that can!  They cant follow us now!
	The flying Demons can, Tarrin said in a focused voice.  But they dont want any part of me in the air.
	Why is that? Haley asked curiously.
	They fly depending on their wings.  I dont, he answered.  I can fly rings around them, and now that I have my Sorcery back, they cant Teleport to save themselves or ambush us.
	Theres no Weave here, dear one, Dolanna reminded him carefully.
	Wards dont need the Weave, he answered, staring at her.
	She opened her mouth, then laughed.  I stand corrected, she said with a light smile.
	What is a Ward, Mistress Dolanna? Zyri asked, who looked a bit shaken from seeing her horse change right underneath herbut her sense of shock had been getting numbed after so many days around the magic-users which made up Tarrins group.
	A magical barrier of sorts, Dolanna answered her.  Tarrin will set it so the Demons cannot use their magical powers anywhere near us.  They will be forced to fly to us and attack us with nothing more than claws or weapons, and under those conditions, Tarrin is quite right in that they stand no chance against him.  His mastery of flight is too insurmountable.
	With little more than a thought, Tarrin wove out the Ward from the power within him, setting it so its boundary was a thousand spans out from him in every direction, truly a huge Ward that would take a great deal of power to create.  He set the Ward so it would stop all magic inside its volume except for Priest magic and Sorcery; doing so sacrificed his own ability to use Wizard magic, but he didnt think that hed need it all that much, and the fact that a great many Demons knew some Wizard magic as well as their natural magical powers made it important to stop it.  The Ward wouldnt interfere with his divine powers in any way, so that was not even a worry.  He could see the flows extend out from his wings, flow out to the determined distance and then branch out like spiderwebs as he wove them together to form the Wards boundary.  He charged the flows of the Ward so it would last an entire day, which drained nearly half of the power he had siphoned from the sword, and then snapped down the weave and released it.  The air some distance from them shimmered visibly, and then returned to normal.  The Ward is set, Dolanna announced.
	Then lets go, Tarrin announced.  I want to be halfway to Pyros by nightfall.
	Can these things go that fast? Ulger asked.
	A Pegasus is one of the fastest things there are with wings, Tarrin snorted.  We could be there today if we left this morning instead of now.  Now lets go.
	Er, how do we make them fly?
	They know what to do, Tarrin told them impatiently.  And theyre much smarter than horses.  Just get them going.
	Hesitantly, Dolanna shook her reins.  Alright then, my friend.  Let us be off, she told the winged animal.  It whinnied excitedly and spread its wings, and then vaulted into the air with a single powerful thrust.  Dolanna gasped and gave out a surprised cry as the Pegasus lanced into the air, gaining speed and altitude with each stroke of its wings.
	Without urging, all the Pegasi vaulted into the air as well. Zyri screamed in fright, clinging to the neck of her Pegasus, but Miranda and Haley looked strangely unruffled by this amazing change in their mounts.  Ulger kept a death-grip on his reins, but Azakar simply patted his monstrous black-coated mount on the neck as its large wings pulled them higher and higher into the air, as the Pegasi started to circle to gain altitude before turning to the north.  Tarrin rose straight up, looking both majestic and terrible with his fiery wings and his glowing eyes and the look of icy fury on his face, then he turned to the north as the lead Pegasus did the same.
	They were everything Tarrin said that they were.  The winged horses cut through the air with incredible speed, and the land beneath them seemed to blur as they travelled longspans in a single minute.  The wind in their faces was strong and sharp, and the raindrops struck with stinging force, causing them all to wrap up in cloaks and caused Ulger and Azakar to clap down their visors and depend on their armor to stop the stinging rain.  But the rain didnt last long, as they flew out from under it and steadily moved into skies with groups of thick clouds with gaps between them, pouring sunlight in golden shafts down on the land below.  Zyri and Jal seemed mesmerized by the sight of it, and they werent the only ones.  Haley looked down on the land below with dreamy interest, but Ulger kept his eyes locked straight ahead.
	Look! Haley called, pointing down at the ground.  They all looked down at an armed column of men wearing the uniforms of the Church, riding hard to the north.  Many were pointing up at them.
	I think the One is sending out his orders, Dolanna said.  That means we should expect an attack soon, as soon as he summons Demons who can fly and they realize that they cannot teleport into our midst.  I doubt he expected us to do this, she chuckled.
	Dolanna was right.  About an hour after she predicted it, five twelve span tall vrocks appeared before them.  They were huge Demons, with a vulture-like body and large feathered wings on their back, each carrying a black metal glaive.  Tarrin immediately brandished his glowing sword and surged ahead of the others, his wings flaring brightly with reddish light as the appearance of the Demons gave his anger a visible outlet.  All five seemed to flinch when they entered the boundary of the Ward, but they levelled their glaives like lances and locked their wings as they hurtled towards the Were-cat.
	They were quite shocked when the Were-cats trajectory suddenly changed, and he dropped under their glaives, changing so sharply in midair that it could not possibly be natural.  They realized quickly that Tarrins method of flight was magical in nature immediately on seeing that, but the lead vrock didnt have the opportunity to dwell on its significance.  Tarrin changed again, flying directly under the Demon, while his sword quite literally sliced it in half from head to foot, cleanly down the middle of its body as he went by and underneath.  The two halves tumbled from the sky with its glaive as Tarrin turned so sharply that it almost defied belief, literally turning back on his own path and coming up on the tails of the Demons with no loss in his speed.  He overtook them before they registered that one was already dead, and he cleaved his blade right into the back of a second one.  It squealed in pain and dropped away from the others, black blood spraying from its mortal wound as it fell from the air, still clutching its glaive.  The other two on the outside veered away in opposite directions, turning sharply to evade their nimble attacker, while the third doggedly kept on a straight line for the flying horses.
	Tarrin accelerated to kill the one racing towards the others, but a blinding bolt of lightning lashed out from the host and slammed into the Demon face first.  It caused its head to literally explode, and the body tumbled from the air like a rag doll thrown from the top of a tree.  Dolanna pulled her hand back, still with arcs of lightning dancing around it, and she gave Tarrin a vicious smile.  This is not Sennadar, dear one! she shouted.  Sorcery is an alien magic here!
	And so it was, he realized.  Since Sorcery was not a magic of this world, then Demons summoned to this world were not immune to it.  Dolanna turned and unleashed another blast of lightning on the Demon to her left, striking it in the wings.  The blast seemed to paralyze it, and is fell from the sky with a shriek of pain.
	The final Demon, realizing that it could not fight back against a magician and an aerial foe with vastly superior maneuverability when its own powers were effectively neutralized, dove for the ground, seeking to escape.  Tarrin reared up and wove a weave of Fire, Water, and Air, then snapped it down and released it from his open paw.  A jagged blast of lightning, the same spell Dolanna used, arced through the air between them, then struck the Demon squarely in the back.  It shrieked in a horrid manner and lost control of its dive, spinning and free-falling towards the ground.  Unlike the others, though, the Demons image vanished when it fell a certain distance, and Tarrin knew that it had Teleported itself to safety.
	I think they got the message, Ulger grunted.
	I think so, Miranda agreed confidently.  Just dont even bother trying.  Theyre just lucky Dolanna got to them first.  I was already starting my banishment spell.
	I forgot that you could do that, Dolanna called to her.
	There were no more interruptions, and the Pegasi made fast time flying through the summer day.  By nightfall, when the land beneath them had changed into a vast, slightly hilly grassland of lush green rather than brownish tan with stands of trees dotting the landscape, they were fully halfway to Pyros.  They had passed by a good sized town just before landing, but were at least three leagues away, more than far enough to avoid local patrols.  Tarrin landed just off the road, within sight of a large, sprawling farm nearly a longspan to the west, and folded his wings as the Pegasi circled as they descended, then reared up and landed gracefully one by one.  Ulger was the first one out of his saddle, nearly tearing the straps in his haste to get away from the flying horse.  Everyone did join him, though, stretching cramped muscles and working out the kinks of being mounted all day.  Haley laughed and summed up how they were all feeling succinctly.
	I would guess that its going to be a race to the nearest bush?
	Miranda laughed.  Ive been looking for a nice bush for about an hour now, she agreed.  Lets just say that the bush over that rise is the gentelmens bush, and that little shrubwall over there is the ladies?
	Why should we have to walk farther? Haley asked with a sly smile.
	Because you have less clothes to work around, she replied frankly.
	Haley chuckled and bowed gracefully.  As always, your logic defeats me, he said with an outrageous little smile.
	Ive always been a gracious winner.  Now excuse me while I run to the little girls shrub.
	And she did.  Literally.
	Mist looked to Tarrin immediately, but the Were-cat said nothing.  He immediately sat down where he stood, cross-legged, wingtips bending against the ground, tail curled around his legs, and put his sword in his lap.  He put his paws over it and closed his eyes, tuning out the world in his communion with the power within his sword.  Mist scowled, but then moved to the pack horse and started unpacking her cooking supplies.
	He needs to eat, Miranda fretted, looking at him.  This cant be good for him.
	You will leave him alone, Miranda, Dolanna warned.  Look at him.  Look at Mist.  Both of them are but one step from losing control.  This is how Tarrin deals with his rage, my friend.  He shuts out the world and broods, and though it is not good for him, it protects everyone else from him.  Mist seems to deal with it by keeping herself occupied with small matters.
	I noticed that hes been, well, distant since last night, Ulger grunted.  Even this morning, he never said an extra word, never made a single move that didnt have purpose.
	That is his way, she affirmed.  He will act thus until we reach Pyros.
	Then?
	Then, my friend, we will see what happens, she sighed.
	Mist cooked a hasty meal as the others changed out of clothes that had been soaked and then dried by the wind, leaving them a bit scratchy, but the dinner was still good.  She then paced back and forth at the edge of the camp while the others rested a bit before seeking their tents.  Tarrin had not so much as moved the entire time, looking like a statue, even when Fireflash landed on his shoulder and nuzzled his neck.  There was a calm to the night that everyone noticed, a lack of wind, a stillness, a quiet even among the animals and insects of the night, almost as if they sensed Tarrins simmering fury and feared to draw his attention.
	Then once again, Tarrin snapped to his feet without warning, startling most of them.  He opened his eyes, which still blazed with incadescent white energy, and extended his paw to his side.  He again wove a Ward of Sorcery, causing it to curtain over their camp, then he snapped it down and released it.  The air around them shimmered, and then returned to normal as the Ward became active.  He then put his paw to his amulet.  Phandebrass.
	I say, Im here, lad, he answered immediately.  I have much to report, I do.
	Go ahead.
	Theyve moved Kimmie to the main cathedral, he began.  That was done this morning.  It was done in an awful hurry, it was.  Something must have happened that has them spooked.
	Id say we know what that is, Miranda chuckled.
	Theres also about half an army of Demons here now, he continued.  I say, the One must have his archpriests summoning Demons in a chain.  Theyve taken to patrolling the streets, they have, and theres been some rather messy incidents.  People are getting nervous, they are.  Theyve also put a ridiculous number of Hunters on the streets, they have.  Every patrol has a Hunter in it, almost like they know were here and theyre trying to find us.  They cant find the Elementalists as long as they stay underground, theyve discovered over the years, so theyre relatively safe, they are, but they cant leave their complex.
	Now, as to the cathedral, Ive managed to find out that theyre holding Kimmie in the dungeon underneath it, he informed them.  Theres only one way in or out, there is, through the basilica itself, but Im not sure exactly where.  I say, finding a map of the main cathedral has been impossible, it has, and the Demons on the streets makes using magic extremely dangerous.  As long as theyre out there, I cant get a lock on Kimmie with my magic.
	Phandebrass, tell everyone there that you care about to get out of Pyros, he ordered in a voice seething with pent-up anger.  Ill be there at sunrise the day after tomorrow.  There wont be anything left when I leave.  Do you understand me?
	That soon?  I say, how did you come so far, so fast?  Did you fly ahead of the others, lad?  Are they alright?
	Theyre with me.
	I say, lad, Ill do my best.  It wont be easy to convince the Shadows that Im serious, it wont, but I think I can get them to leave.  Since well have a whole day to do it, we will, we should be able to filter out of the city tomorrow without attracting attention.  We might have a problem getting the Elementalists out with all the Hunters, but well do our best, we will.  I say, whats the plan?
	The plan is I get there and raze the city to the ground.  We take Kimmie, and then we leave.  Thats all the plan I need.
	Lad, theyll kill Kimmie the first time you set fire to a building.  We need to get to Kimmie before you start rampaging, we do.
	Just stay out of it, Phandebrass.  Get out of the city.  I promise you that Kimmie will walk out of Pyros alive and well.  Just leave it to me.
	There was a protracted pause.  Very well.  I leave it to you, lad.  We will vacate Pyros immediately, we will.  I hope that what information I managed to gather helped.
	Phandebrass, you just saved Kimmies life.  Now get out of Pyros.
	I say, Ill be out in the morning.  Where will we meet?
	Well find you.  Now go.
	I say, very well. Good luck, and may the holy might of Azur and the Lorekeeper bless your thoughts with purity.
	Tarrin took his paw off the amulet and sat back down.  He was quiet a long moment, and the others stared at him.  The One eavesdropped on our last talk, he announced, then he looked up.  Mist, this will all hinge on you.
	What did you have in mind?
	I can get you close to Kimmie, but I can only send you.  If I can get you in there, can you get to her and get her out by yourself?
	Easily, she snorted.
	Timing will be everything, Mist.  I have to send you well before we get to Pyros.  You have to get to Kimmie after I engage the One, and get her out before I reach the Cathedral.  That means youll have to stay there without being found for some time, and there wont be a large window of time when you act.  I cant make it look like Im stalling, and the One absolutely must believe that Im coming to the Cathedral to get Kimmie.
	Get me within a longspan of my daughter, and Ill have her safely away before you can draw another breath, she answered intensely.
	Tarrins eyes narrowed, and the light and heat of his wings suddenly intensified.
	Miranda gasped, then laughed.  Tarrin!  You really think its there?
	Where better to put it? Tarrin answered here evenly.  The One is arrogant and overconfident.  Hell have it sitting in the nave of his main cathedral for everyone to see, even if they dont know what it is.  Ill bet my life on it.
	Wont that cause problems for Mist getting to Kimmie?
	He wont know that shes there, and that will let her get to Kimmie, Tarrin answered.
	What are you two about? Ulger asked.
	Miranda laughed.  Is it safe to talk?
	Tarrin nodded.  The Ward I put up blocks the One.  He cant see us or hear us in here.  He overheard what me and Phandebrass said, but nothing more.
	Miranda gave him a wolfish grin, then turned to Ulger.  When the One moved Kimmie to the cathedral, he gave Tarrin a chance to come right to it and not be obvious about what he was doing.  So, when we get there, Tarrins going to charge straight to the main cathedral, and the One is going to think hes coming for Kimmie.  But Mist is going to get to Kimmie first, so when Tarrin gets there, hell be free to do what he really means to do.
	What is that? Ulger asked impatiently.
	Dolannas eyes brightened, then she too laughed.  Dear one!  That is clever!
	Tarrin is going to attack the Ones icon, Miranda told Ulger.  If he can destroy that, then the One will lose his connection to this world, and it will just about make him and all his Priests powerless.
	As long as its there, Ulger grunted.  But then again, even if its not, its not like it will be a total loss.  Tarrin gets the chance to flatten the center of the Ones power.  This church is huge, and if you destroyed its headquarters, I think it would put the entire thing in disarray.
	You see the point, Tarrin announced in a low voice.   Tomorrow morning, Im sending Mist ahead so she can get into position.  Sarraya, youre going to be Mist tomorrow, so anyone who looks sees that shes still with us.
	How am I going to pull that off? Sarraya asked, flitting up to his face.  Theres just a little bit of a height difference!
	Mist, give me your belt, Tarrin ordered, holding his paw out to his mate.
	Miranda laughed.  Clever! she praised.  Can you shrink it without damaging its magic?
	He shook his head.  It wont work that way.  If I shrunk the belt, it would just make a Sarraya-sized Mist.  Ill have to go from the other end.
	Sarraya glared at him indignantly.  Dont you dare make me taller, Tarrin!  Tarrin fixed the Faerie with a withering stare, which brought her up short.  Well, uh, I can be put back to my rightful size, right?
	Tarrin snorted shortly.  Mist, Ill need to change your amulet, he commanded.  Youll need some defense against fire for me to 