Free The Phoenix Ring (The Thunderheart Chronicles Book 1) by Alexander Brockman Page B

not at all like a snake's.  They could be melted and, more importantly, mixed with other metals.  When blended with iron, they would create a metal called Rakka steel, which had the same antimagic properties as dragon scales, but was not as strong and could be impure.  Most wizard rings were made of Rakka steel, though  Marcus Thunderheart's had been made of pure dragon scales.
                  Amoghs were a curious, secretive group of people about which little was known.  They mostly resided at a camp not unlike Fort Pheonix. 
                  The only session that Aidan understood more than Timothy was “The Magic Around Us”.  As well as drawing magic from oneself, a sorcerer could also draw magic from the things around him.  Naturally, different things and creatures had varying amounts of magic, as well as different types.
                  It was about one month after Jonathan's murder that Aidan began to really understand his power.  He was in the back of the spells session, behind Timothy and Eleanor, who always sat next to each other.  He was the only one in the back row, the other mages seemed to have been avoiding him since the "Mages’ Final Resting Place" went up in flames.
                  A fairly young large woman was teaching the session.  She wore a large bracelet with a yellow Soulrock imbedded in it.  As she moved, it constantly jiggled around, bouncing light into the students’ eyes.
                  She had been going on about how to combine different bits of magic, like akae and ingo to make steam, when she tried to give a demonstration.
                  "Now you'll have to excuse me, my attribute is earth, so I don't have much in the way of water and fire," she said.
                  Aidan raised his hand tentatively. 
                  She turned toward him, and her bracelet reflected light into his eye.
                  "Uh," He said, flinching back, "What is an attribute?"
                  There was muffled laughter from the other mages, and Timothy and Eleanor both bit their lips.  The instructor let it go on for a few seconds before she slammed her fist down on the table.
                  "Jed, you were laughing pretty loud there.  Since you like speaking up so much, why don't you come on up here?"
                  The unfortunate Jed went red in the face and slowly stood and walked to the front of the library.
                  The instructor turned to look at Aidan again, flashing light in everyone's eyes.
                  "An attribute is something in nature that your magic is connected to.  Jed, what's your attribute?"
                  "Uh, plants," he said, staring at his feet.
                  "Why don't you give the new students a little demonstration?" the instructor said, pulling her wand out from somewhere in her robe.
                  She pointed it at the floor and said something incomprehensible, and a table appeared.  Then she murmured three more words and a candle, jug of water, and a jar of dirt appeared on the table.
                  Finally, she summoned a chair for herself and sat down, leaving Jed standing alone.
                  "Go ahead Jed, I'm not gonna be using any more magic for a while."
                  "Er, right.  What do I do again?"
                  There was another murmur of laughter, this time directed at Jed.
                  "Put the same amount of magic into each of the items, see what happens."
                  Jed pulled a staff out of the back of his robe and clenched it tightly.
    `              "Now, make the water expand till the jug explodes."
                  Jed lifted his staff at the jug of water and muttered a few phrases under his breath.  Water began to