“Remarkable. Truly. I’ve never seen an Alchimeran shield this intricate before.” “Alchimeran shield?” “Yes. This,” he said impatiently, tapping the back of my hand. “This is your shield. All Alchemists had them.” “You don’t need to talk to me like I’m stupid. Magic hasn’t existed in Zilvaren for a very, very long time. How am I supposed to know any of this?”
