Daryn stared at Canton with an incredulous gaze. His thoughts scrambled to understand it. His stomach hardened and he gasped. "How did that happen? I didn't even realize that my spirit was away from my body. I was concentrating on my inner energy when all I saw was a spark of white light that left me and I felt that my body had frozen. I found myself floating and talking to Dawn. The experience panicked me and so I opened my eyes after willing the light to come back to me!"
"My liege, this is very dark magic and you will have to control that light. It is used only to deal with the dead. When you were under the spell, I saw you chanting very old language, one that I had seen your mother chanting very long time back when she wasn't married to your father about three hundred years back. At that time she was stopped by the warlocks because they feared that she was raising the dead."
