[Sylph Spark]
First mention (by name): 8.33 R
Mentions
Chapter | Text |
|---|---|
| 8.33 R | “Coordinates. They’re calculating each spell rather than reveal through the [Scrying] spell. Shut up—I have to—[Sylph Spark]. Bound to a counter…” |
| 8.33 R | A shock ran through Eldavin’s mind. At the same time, he heard the voice, sensed a shock like his own. In the air, two wills and spells collided as the [Sylph Spark] honed in on the magic up there and brought Eldavin’s web of detection and counter-magics into proximity with his opponent. |
| 8.33 R | Like a thousand invisible tendrils of kelp in the sky, Eldavin was throwing magical tendrils from his radial point of the [Sylph Spark], questing around, trying to touch the invisible magical web he knew was out there. |
| 8.33 R | The voice boomed in his ears. Eldavin saw something pluck at the [Sylph Spark], tearing it apart. |
| 8.33 R | Against all conventional magical logic of the modern world, the [Sylph Spark] refused to dissipate, though its entire makeup was pulled apart by the mysterious other spellcaster. It reformed, returning to its original space. |