Chapter 171: Magic, Part 1
"What did you mean about the Wolves of the Moon?" Korin asked when they were alone in a small hallway. He tugged on Telmé's hand and drew him to a halt. "You said you saved them. How?"
"Just a few puppies," Telmé said and haltingly told him of all that had transpired with the morbid serpents.
He expected revulsion, loathing, when he was finished, but Korin only hugged him tightly, soft and pliant and right in Telmé's arms. "That's amazing, Telmé. I mean, that you met the Wolves of the Moon, that they said they would help until the Legion was strong again. Im sorry about the rest. I would have helped you if I could have. You're Legion, you shouldn't ever have to do anything alone."
"Well, I'm not allowed to do anything at all for now," Telmé replied. "Except train, train, train."
"At least they're not going to try and bind you or something. And they're not sending me away. I'm still going to be High Priest." Korin smiled. "I wonder who my new mentor will be."