"I can. It's certainly an enchanted item, but what that enchantment is,I couldn't say,"He sighed and ran his hands down his face. He was exhausted himself. The lord still hadn't forgive the spell he had cast and was running the mage ragged as punishment still. He hated the man with a passion."I could attempt another spell, something to read his mind, but he's draining my energy. I think he's doing it on purpose so I don't bespell him again, I cant even ward the camp properly," It was true. Merlin had been carving less and less of the runes into the trees with each day, which was dangerous in it's own right.<br/><br/>"Which means, he's either trying to punish me still, or hes intentionally messing with the camps defenses."