Mind Reading 7

Long moments passed and the pain grew steadily worse, but Jace remained focused and stared down at the creature once more. Scarcely visible even in the darkened room, his eyes began to glow.

“Your master, your summoner, is a mage called Gemreth,” he told the demon through trembling lips. “You were told that his master, called Tezzeret, wants to meet me. The First Vineyard, an hour after dusk tomorrow.” Even through the pain, Jace felt his anger growing, burning away the worst of his weakness. “This was a test!” he accused his vile attacker.

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Agents of Artifice, Chapter 8