Fenris watched her motions with his large emerald eyes, confused at first. Not much of what Alleyana said made sense, but he listened nonetheless. Strange magics? Experimentations? These were things he understood well enough, if not a working knowledge, enough to know they were dangerous and often cost the lives of innocent bystanders. Like Alleyana and her arm, for instance.

"You called this...creation an 'Anchor'. An anchor for what?"