Chapter Seven Hundred And Sixty Three – 764
Felix literally flew up the stairs, ascending on a tether of crackling lightning until he burst through the doors of the Eye and into the Crafting Hall. As he reached the Crafting Hall, however, apprentices were streaming out of the Glyphworks, hustling away around the Beacon in a panicked stream of robes and discarded styluses. A few clustered near the door, afraid, but all too curious.
"What's happening?" Felix asked.
The apprentices started. "A burning monster walked into the Glyphworks. They just started sitting at the Glyphmaster's workstation. Can you believe—?"
The apprentice looked back and paled when they realized who they were speaking to. "Sir!"
Felix didn't have time for that. "Has anyone been hurt?"
"No, sir, it didn't touch us. It just…started working."
"What? All of you, go. I’ll handle this." Felix pressed past them just as Pit in puppy form raced into the Crafting Hall. Karys and Zara weren’t far behind.
“Felix, wait!”
He ignored them and slipped into the Glyphworks.