Full Power

Celestial Grace was one of the few secrets Luke remained unaware of, and if possible, I would have preferred to keep it that way. However, the dire circumstances in the city and the existence of an eighth-level mage forced our hand. Revealing this magic was our only viable option.

Luke and Jessia gasped as the spell concluded, unleashing a wave of golden-green mist that billowed outwards, enveloping our small group in its ethereal embrace. The thick tendrils curled around, drawn toward our souls. It shimmered to the eye, appearing almost illusionary, laying bare the stars of fate to the naked eye. To my surprise, I found Luke included in the spell, though Jessia had either appeared too late or R'lissea hadn't felt like adding her.