Bravre turned and walked out of the hall; he didn’t want to watch that young man and woman be tortured to death. He had been forced by Kay’rin to watch that Sa’manatha’s torment. His heart broke looking at the girl. Not particularly because of the torment. He had seen that type of torment before. But because the lines of fate on the girl told him a lot about what her future might have been, watching such a beautiful future, (though he couldn’t grasp how it was beautiful, it was supposed to be good for mankind) shrivel get cut away was hard for him to stand for. He knew why it went wrong, he didn’t know where or how it happened. He had followed the winds of fate his whole life, the strands circling Kay’rin only got stronger and stronger as he got her closer and closer to the Academy. Then just after taking the test, her fate became unclear and clouded. Why?

He spent a long time on that question. What’s more is she started acting like a different person all together. There were times during the journey towards the academy it felt like she was a little different, but he wrote that off as meaningless. But then she started raving like a mad woman about destroying the island.

What’s more horrifying then a madwoman with the power of a grand wizard? There wasn’t anyone in the staff who could compete against her. Even more for a grand wizard destroying this island should be easy. When the kindred arrived the men wanted to restrict their movement, but Kay’rin gave them free reign. Granted one of them was a sorcerer, so it’s not like she could have stopped him, but the way she acquiesced to them always struck him as strange.

When they demanded the head of that strange young man Jace, he wanted to warn him. However, Kay’rin stopped the faculty from acting with a single threat. She would sink the island. Not that everyone in the faculty was keen on helping this Jace, but it seemed like we were hoping he could reign in this insane woman if he grew into his strength. He had similar potential after all. He also didn’t seem like a lunatic, which was credit toward him. With Kay’rin the bar was pretty low for the type of help they’d accept. When they looked at Kay’rin they saw the impending death of the academy.

The young man Jace was a strange creature. He knew he was the summoned human from that ill-fated project of Eldridge’s. He could tell the moment he looked at him. The severed and shriveling lines of fate from his former life were still wrapped around him. Fate from another world. It was downright alien to him. What was stranger were the fate lines slowly attaching to him from this world. They all were significant, as if half the major powers of this world wanted to use him for something.

He even tried to read some of this Jace’s future, however it was murky. The boy hadn’t accumulated enough fate in this world. One thing was clear the god of Fate was not a fan of this boy Jace. Jace and Fate seemed like oil and water. Fate fought against him and he fought against it. Even the lines of fate which had wound around him seemed to have tenuous grips on him.

But more strange then the way fate interacted with the young man was his actions. He seemed to be protecting the women from the endless sexual advances, and even sheltering slaves, though no one else seemed to notice it. He also seemed to waste his time on strange pursuits. Still he had high hopes for the boy as a counter for Kay’rin.

That was not to be. He almost made his way out of the hall when he bumped into another kindred, a woman, the woman who followed Jace around. Startled he stopped in place and looked back into the hall. What happened next terrified him. Jace broke free, then the killing started. Between Jace and Kay’rin the academy was slaughtered pretty quickly. That Jace was just a wizard yet he had Kay’rin on the defensive the whole first part of the battle. Then Jace stopped attacking her when some of his colleagues attacked her.

After that he grew more and more frightened as he saw her take on more and more foes, and get more and more overwhelming. When she started trying to destroy the island, he resolved to leave. The journey to the teleportation array was fraught with fear. He saw no one else in the whole academy. He couldn’t have been the only one who decided to flee?

Ultimately he reached the array just as he saw the sea start to boil to the north. It looked like Kay’rin had succeeded. This island was doomed.