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‘We have a mission for you,’ Zitora explained. She had twisted her honey–brown hair into a complex braid. The end of the braid reached her hips, but she fidgeted with it, twirling it around and through her fingers.

A mission from the Masters! I leaned forward.

‘The Stormdancers’ glass orbs have been shattering,’ Master Jewelrose said.

‘Oh.’ I relaxed in my chair. Not a magical mission.

‘Do you know how important these orbs are, child?’ Master Bloodgood asked.

I remembered my lessons about the Stormdancer Clan. Their magicians—called Stormdancers—had the unique ability to siphon a storm’s energy into an orb, taming the storm’s killing winds and rain, and providing an energy source for the clan.

But why me? I was still learning. ‘You need a master glassmaker. My father—’

‘Time is of the essence, child.’ Master Bloodgood’s tone saddened. ‘When an orb shatters, it kills a Stormdancer.’