Chapter 1235 Great Blasphemy
- "Because," Atticus answered, solemn as a priest at the altar, "I need to feel exactly how strong Aiden's power has become."
- The others only shook their heads. Andreas clicked his tongue. "Put two martial fanatics in the same meadow and there's no talking sense into either of them."
- Osmund murmured, "Mr. Finnegan is no mere fanatic."