They were all stunned into silence. What the fuck?
What just happened?
That black gate had eaten Han, and it had happened in the blink of an eye. Taria pressed close to Kael, trying to put as much distance between herself and the gate as possible.
"Han! Han!" Kest shouted, he used his technique to flashed forward. But the moment he moved, something dark pierced his neck. He staggered like a drunk, his strength suddenly vanishing.
His hand touched his neck, and came away holding a small black thorn.
Slowly, Kest turned to Thandor. "What are you doing?" he demanded.
Thandor calmly lowered the hand he'd used to flick the thorn. His eyes scanned Kest and Jonna with cold precision. "We don't know what this place is," he said, "and until we do, no one makes reckless mistakes."
Kest gritted his teeth. His eyes darkened, and he took a step forward towards the Refiner but Jonna grabbed his arm and pulled him back, shaking his head.
