Just when they were about to start again, Erend felt a sharp tug inside his mind, a ripple of thought from another being brushing against his brain.
His eyes narrowed slightly as a voice pressed into him. Someone was calling him through telepathy.
He raised his hand slightly.
"Wait," he said to Adrius. "Someone's calling me."
Adrius frowned, his concentration breaking. He studied Erend carefully, weighing the tone of his voice. It wasn't casual.
"Telepathy?" Adrius asked.
Erend nodded once. "Yeah."
The Archmage's brow furrowed in thought, then smoothed. He gave a small nod of acceptance.
"Then take it. Whoever can reach you now this way must be important, or bring something important."
Without another word, Erend stepped to the side of the room and leaned his back against the wall.
He closed his eyes and allowed his thoughts to sharpen and align with the current of energy within him.
"What is it?" he asked silently into the bond.
