Chapter 46: The Echo
The Kamrup team was a single, roaring, blue-and-white entity, a mob of ecstatic 13-year-olds who had just witnessed a miracle. They were pounding Raghav on the back, grabbing his head, his shoulders, their voices a chaotic chorus of "What was that?!" and "You're a magician!"
Raghav, at the center of the storm, just tried to breathe.
His face was pale, his entire right arm a dead, heavy thing that hung at his side, screaming with a pain so deep it felt like it was in his bones. He felt the system's reward (+50 SP) as a tiny, insignificant drop of warmth in a cold ocean of agony.
He had done it. But the cost was immense.
