I take a step forward, but Maria holds out a hand to stop me. "Guys, look up."We do, and my heart stops when I see the figure in the tree. It's hanging from several vines, only their silhouette visible. Despite this, I can tell it's a person, a particularly thick vine wrapped around their neck, their body relaxed as it lightly sways through the air.I hold up my palm, creating a basic attack spell, if only for the light it provides. The moment I see Maya's face, my heart stings but only during that moment. I'm calm again a second later.Mac's breath hitches as he takes a cautious step forward, his boot sinking ankle-deep into the mud, which is now mixed with water. "That's not her, is it?""Probably not," I tell him. "She's already dead. It's only her soul that's here. That's probably a trap""Should we go around?" asks Rosa, yanking her foot free of a tree root. "If that body's the bait, the trap must be just beyond it."Diana and I reach the same conclusion, but she's the first to
With all of them either in the air or propped up by the tree roots protruding from the water, the crocodiles all have one target left me.Silent as a grave, they creep closer, perfectly ignorant to the spell I'm about to use.A single, powerful jolt of electricity fills the water all around us. A few bubbles follow, and then the whole jungle is silent. One by one, the crocs come to the surface, dead.Vines are quickly wrapping themselves around me, pulling me up into the tree tops. I guard my skin, but don't bother resisting the pull. Let's see what we're really being stalked by in here. About time to put an end to them.Three identical girls are up in the tree, each one shorter than I am. They're each wearing a black dress that completely exposes their shoulders, necks and arms. With hair and eyes identical to Choronzon's, it's not hard to imagine them. being his kids. I doubt that's the case, though.They're a part of the god himself. I can tell from the absence of anything when I l
Reaching for his neck to find a puise, I let out a breath of relief. Still alive. Somehow.I guide some of the water out of the swamp and onto his face, shaking him roughly Blinking rapidly, he tries to sit up, bewilderment written all over his featuresThen he screams, the pain of his ankle coming to him. Maria has to hold him down to stop him from rolling over into the water, and it's taking all her strength to do so"Anyone know any healing?" she asks, looking me in the eye.I've learned many different types of magic here - wind, flight, fire, abstract but healing is not among them. All I can do is shake my head."W-What happened?" the injured boy manage to get out, slamming his fist against the ground right after. "Dang, this smarts."Don't move," Diana says, landing beside him. "You'll only aggravate it more."We exchange a look, passing several sentences' worth of information in an instantHe's not going anywhere. Even if he could make it, he'd be a liability in the fight. He ca
More and more tendrils emerge, quickly surrounding us on all sides, the tip of each of them glimmering as though it were made of some sort of rock. Rosa is soon engulfed by them, screaming as the hair tears away at her shield. I feel her magic get weaker, like a light does after being submerged in water, and then her screams die out.When the hair retreats, it reveals her fallen form, alive but unconsciousMaria looks at her, then screams, sending three heat rays forward at the same time. Choronzon's hair goes out to meet them, taking the hits for him, getting burned into dust.A blade of wind follows, circling around to hit the god directly. He raises his hand to defend himself, his full attention on Diana, and I seize my chance.Slamming both of my hands down on the ground, I fill it with as much heat as I can, spreading it all around us. Circular waves start rippling across the land as though it were water, the air getting hotter and hotter as the grass turns to black char Orange s
I take his hand, and we face the barrier together. Without saying a word, we both throw a spell forward. Green light meets yellow, the two becoming storm and sun, respectively. Total opposites, unlike fire and wind, but they still start to swirl together, joining into a single spell. Sunny skies, full of warmth and peace, and stormy seas, full of danger and rage.I feel Mac right now feel the way he usually is. Insecure, child-like, not nearly as happy as he often seems. I feel him. inside as well, right down to the hateful part of me that killed all those men. He recoils, gritting his teeth, our spells beginning to break apart."Mac, no! You have to trust mel" He didn't say anything about it. He was the only one I thought wouldn't judge me for itI don't know. You were so cold-so terrifying. It's the same as him." Nodding toward the god on the ground, he closes his eyes, struggling to focus as our spells drift further a
Nen doesn't move an inch as he speaks, still as a statue, apart form his lips. "He's already been retrieved and is resting in the recovery room. Do any of you need emergency care?"Mac raises his hand, putting even more weight on me. "I've got a broken legPutting two fingers into his mouth, Nen lets out an eardrum shattering whistle, scaring Maria enough to make her hop like a rabbit, once. A moment later, Kol descends from the sky, his black eyes examining each of us."I don't appreciate being summoned like a dog""Bathe a bit more frequently and you won't smell like one"The two teachers exchange looks of contempt, their magics swelling up inside them. It's so much easier to feel them now that I've spent a bit of time looking at the void inside Choronzon.Kol joins the fingertips of his two hands, his hands forming a sort of pyramid. Closing his eyes, he starts releasing his magic power into the air around us. The grass grows taller, the air tums hotter, and a good chunk of sunligh
Lies. All lies. I saw him there. Yes, he feels empty, but he's no animal. There's definitely something human in there. And he has a long-term plan, which isn't something mindless creatures do."Was our whole mission for nothing?" Diana's the one to ask, surprisingly. She was doing this just for Erik. I don't see how it can be considered a failure to her. "The world was never in danger?""Oh, the ritual to enter our world was real. He just happened to pull off another one on top of it" Of course he did. "You did best him, which he'll remember. From here on out, he knows your names and faces, and considers you proper obstacles. Don't think of him as some giant who squashes people beneath his big boots. Jonah remembers, and schemes, and attacks personally. I suspect your dreams won't be pleasant for a while, Well, which is it? Is he just a creature, or does he think? Nen is seriously losing it. Are they all really this scared of one being? I find it hard to imagine the teachers having tr
But Pedro gets between us before the situation can escalate. Even though I remember what a useless fool he used to be, it's still a bit hard not to blush when he gets close. The Silent One actually bothered giving him a makeover! He gave him a firmer jawline, better hair, and much sharper features, getting rid of the baby fat that seerned to plague him. Right now, there isn't a single imperfect on Pedro's chiselled body no moles, freckles or scars. He's also taken to wearing leather, which certainly helps.But that is not what I am after. The True Path takes precedence over all. Anybody who follows the Master for any other reason is a fool. The goal has never once changed. The true believers strive for it-yearn for it. The fools who expect their new lives to remain that way forever are in for a big disappointment."Can you two not go at it for a single day?"Artemisia narrows her golden eyes the eyes of a witch who chose Dark. "That depends. Can she not be a bitch for a single day?"I