Made

Chapter 19 - Made

Garren

Alora looked at me as if I had a third head. I had sensed her magic before, a few times in my life, actually. It was old, much like my own, and extremely powerful, but it seemed she either didn't know that or had enough control over it to make it seem that way.

My guess was the former of the two because if she did understand the full potential of her magic, she wouldn't be here right now, or at least I wouldn't have been able to detect her.

But it wasn't just her magic that intrigued me. It was Alora herself. Since becoming some form of deity myself after the whole Ryuu fiasco, I had been able to detect everyone's essence. It told me what they were, dragon, werewolf, vampire, and so on. But with her, I couldn't see it; I had never encountered that before. And when I took the bruise to my ego by asking Balthazar about it, he said he didn't know either.

Though, I called bullshit to that because as much as I didn't like to admit it, Balthazar did know everythin