<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi watched Lucian move around him as he let the shield go, before he felt the vampire slip his hands over his eyes, his body against his back and his lips brushing against his ear as he whispered instructions to him. He couldn’t tell if his instructor was trying to distract him or help him focus, but either way, he did his best to listen and follow instructions. Drawing again on his magic, he imagined a shell surrounding them, able to feel where Lucian was as the man pressed against him. He put his magic into that mental image, willing it into existence, into wholeness, a shimmering screen, barely visible but tinting the world outside the faintest indigo.</span>