(a/n: sorry to you guys who thought Jon died…he didn't! He might, though, its all coming up in this chapter)
The King of Tortall swayed, losing control over his power and the power of the Dominion Jewel for a moment. Beads of sweat running down his face, he got his grip on the magic back and shook his head clear of dizziness. Soon, he started shaking with fatigue. Another wave of nausea engulfed him. Doubling over, the King tried to ignore the pain that swept through his body. His gift expelled in one huge blast, then dimmed. Weakly, Jon felt it streaming away from him.
The jewel in his hand blazed, then that, too, lost its light. The more power it lost, the weaker Jon felt.
"Uosae," he growled. The king uttered a shuddering gasp, then slowly fell. The jewel flying out of his hands.