The Sorcerer's Destiny (The Sorcerer's Path) Read Free

you cannot surprise me with more impossible proclamations, you prove me wrong,” Allister grumbled.
    “What is a Source pool?” Rusty asked.
    Aggie answered, “As most of you know, the power we tap into to fuel our magic is the residual energy seeping into nearly everything in our world from what we call the Source. The true Source exists on a plane of reality far removed from our own. When we harness it for our magic, it is sort of like filling a glass by sticking your arm out of the window when it rains. It works, but it’s not efficient. A Source pool is much like it sounds. It is a direct well from where the Source springs directly into our world. It is the greatest dream of any practitioner of magic and nothing more than a theory wrapped in myth.”
    “It is more than a theory or myth. I have seen one. It is what Lissandra used to extract me from the abyss. Unfortunately, it died with her. I think she may have exhausted it in her final repair of the barrier. Whatever the case, we must create another one.”
    “You truly saw a Source pool?” Allister asked in awe.
    “I traveled through it. It is—indescribable.”
    “Even so, no one knows how to go about creating one. Not to mention, the amount of power it would take to bring one forth is beyond imaginable,” Aggie said.
    “Raijaun and I, along with most of you, can do it…I think.”
    “Do you still have the power with the demon purged from you?” Allister asked hesitantly. “Are you still able to tap into the power of the abyss? From what I understand, that was a significant factor in the strength of your magic.”
    “I can still feel my connection with the abyss. I think because Klaraxis’ body is a construct of the abyss, it still maintains a link to that dark power. In fact, without his constant vying for dominance, I can exert myself further without fear of losing control.”
    “Ah, yes, I always forget that little detail.”
    Rusty’s jaw dropped. “Are you saying you are even more powerful than you were before?”
    Azerick nodded. “In a sense. Technically, my power is the same, only now I can tap it to its full potential.”
    “The gods preserve us,” Rusty mumbled under his breath.
    “I assume you have an idea of how to accomplish this feat?” Aggie asked.
    “I will have to consult the Codex more and, since this involves a great deal of transdimensional magic, I will need your help, Aggie.”
    “Of Course, I wouldn’t want you to feel totally responsible for blowing us all up.”
    “Could it really blow us up?” Ellyssa asked.
    “There is an enormous amount of power involved, and anytime you are trying to harness that much volatile energy you run the risk of losing control,” Azerick admitted.
    “How much energy are we talking about, how much damage?”
    “Enough that the Scions and their minions might not have much to do when they get here.”
    “Oh, wonderful.”
    Aggie asked, “When are you wanting to make this attempt?”
    “I need a few days to study the Codex Arcana and recover my strength. Just getting out of bed and eating proper food has made me feel better.”
    “All right, then. We have a lot to do, and the Scions aren’t going to give us any more time than they have to,” Allister declared as he stood.
    The others stood as well and filed out of the dining room to attend to their various duties. Azerick started to follow Raijaun to the lab until Miranda gently took him by the elbow.
    “How are you feeling, you know, inside,” she asked.
    Azerick smiled reassuringly and hugged her tightly. “Much better. I cannot promise I will be any less distracted, but my soul is more at ease. Hopefully, it will make everyone a little more comfortable. I’m sorry I cannot spend more time with you right now, but I need to talk with Raijaun about the barrier and creating the Source pool.”
    “I understand. It’s going to happen soon, isn’t it?”
    “I think so. What will you be doing today?”
    “I’ve been training