“They are Primals,” he said. I shot Lirian a smug look. “I wasn’t finished.” Holland glanced down at his glass as if he wished it was something stronger than whatever he was drinking. “The first Primals were created from the very essence of the realms. They were not born. Instead, they Ascended in a way similar to a vampry or a demis.” I sucked in a sharp breath as my gaze darted between him and Thorne. “You’re saying they’re false Primals.” Holland shook his head. “Lucky for them and the realm, they already had enough eather to prevent that from happening.”
