The sound of air rushing and feeling the shift in magic implied another Knight leaving the castle on a call. Looking up from my grimoire, I saw that most of the Knights were gone. I sighed as I returned back to contemplating my plans for magically made armor while I waited for the time to attend the ICW meeting. Having most of the Knights away was a clear sign that the war was growing. The DMLE was no better from my brief excursions to that spire. Amelia had been spending more time handling fires than planning attacks. At one point, we had thought of having all the traitors on watch but that idea went away when we needed more Aurors defending the communities. 