The Fabric of Reality (Edge Cases #1)

by Silver Linings

Above him was a canvas, and mana was the paint.

Wait. I have an idea. We throw Derivan at the Aberrant.” “I believe I can throw myself at it fine,” Derivan said.

“If Vex believes we must do crime, then I am inclined to believe we must do crime,” Derivan said without a trace of irony.