Watching Greer, Mikhal stayed still, not sure if he should move or not. It was fascinating, and the power he felt glide through the room was enough to pull him towards Greer a little bit more. The power was coming from Greer, after all, and he wanted to be near the source. By the time that the sorcerer was done, Mikhal was kneeling beside him, closer than probably should have been.
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