Perturbed by his teacher’s confession, Montague had to ask. “And the pigs, did you round them up as well?” “Pigs?” Burton laughed. “No. I’m not that mean. But with all of the obstacles I put in place, you still reached Illyrium, didn’t you? When you arrived, I sensed it. You have a hard head. A ‘testa dura’ you are. I should have known that even I couldn’t stop you.” “Then if no one suspects me then why did we have to meet here for you to tell me this?” “Because I need you to help me send an important message,” Burton said. “Since when do we travel almost a hundred miles to send a message when you can contact anyone or anything with your mind?” Montague had once witnessed Burton summoning a family of foxes from miles away
