<ul>With a wave of her hand, the door closed behind her. As it did, the protection spell was quickly activated, working almost as a magnet, and pulling some of his energy away. With caramel eyes she watched the light emit forth from his back, transfixed. Without a word, the female stepped behind him and lightly touched him, tentative at first. She could already feel his power growing ever so slightly weaker. A long finger trailed the shape of the birthmark, wondering why this image was so familiar to her.<br/><br/>Raj's magic may have been strong, but even that could not compare to the magic of the ten magicians whose combined spells had created the protection spell. <br/><br/>When it was all over, she watched as the birthmark began to fade and stepped away from him, her fingers leaving his body. Karyn grew silent once more as she studied his face, considering him for a moment, before motioning for him to follow. She was shaken by what had happened, but managed to maintain her composure long enough to speak, "The kitchen is this way."<br/><br/>They had not gotten far when a voice called her name. It was a familiar sound and one that commanded her respect and attention. Glancing behind her, she studied the features of the older man, his hair sprinkled black and white. On his face were the signs of years and years that had trickled by. "Raj, welcome. Karyn, please come with me. There is something we must discuss."<br/><br/>The woman had long ago stopped asking how Agaen knew the things he knew. Casting only a brief look back at Raj she nodded her head, and began to walk towards him. The elderly man regarded their new guest for a moment and smiled warmly. "Just through there is the kitchen. Marcus will help you with the rest, Raj. Once you are well fed, we will talk."<br/><br/>And just like that, the woman and the elderly man disappeared down the hallway.<br/></ul>