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Chapter 408
Thrum.Thrum.Thrum.The sound came from deep under the black glass platform. It sounded like a giant heartbeat.Kael looked down in horror. The cracks in the black glass soil were starting to glow. But it was not Kael’s blue light. And it was not the bright, clean light of Tower magic.It was a sick, dark purple light. The color of a bruise."No," Kael whispered. He raised his staff. He tried to push his blue magic into the ground to stop the purple light. He chanted a binding spell. "By the rings of stone, by the iron will, stay silent. Stay dark."He pushed his staff against the black rock. A burst of blue energy hit the ground.The ground just ate it.The blue light vanished into the dark purple glow, swallowed completely. The floating tracker rings around Kael’s head suddenly stopped buzzing. They dropped out of the air and hit the ground with a soft clink. They were dead."Your magic will not work here," Caster said. He slowly backed away from the center platform. "This is old m
Chapter 407
Caster did not answer right away. He looked at the gray sky. "There will be damage. There will be falling stones. Some wards will fail. The Council will have to act fast.""People will die," Kael said. It was not a question."Yes," Caster said softly. "People will die. But humanity will survive. If I do nothing, the Warden takes everything."Kael’s hands began to shake. The blue staff trembled. The floating tracker rings spun wildly in the air, reacting to Kael’s sudden wave of emotion."A necessary evil," Kael whispered. His eyes filled with tears, but they did not fall. "That is what the Tower Council called it. A necessary evil. Keep the secrets hidden. Let the lower Rings suffer a little, so the upper Rings can shine. Let the ash fall in the dark, so the sun can stay bright at the top."Caster stepped forward again. "Kael, please. We do not have time. The node is waking up just by me being close to it.""Do not tell me about time!" Kael roared. He stepped out from behind the glass
Chapter 406
The air at Erynd’s Crossing was dead. It did not move. It did not breathe.Caster Spellbound stood perfectly still. He looked at the black glass statues all around him. These were people once. Now, they were frozen in time. Their mouths were open in silent screams. Their arms reached out, begging for a mercy that never came. Caster felt a heavy weight in his chest. This place was a graveyard of bad choices.He looked down at the black stone platform in the center. The node. It was dark, but he could feel it watching him. It was a door that had been shut for a very long time.Crunch.The sound was sharp. It broke the deep silence.Caster did not jump. He did not turn around right away. He just slowly closed his eyes. The sound was a boot stepping on black glass soil. Someone had followed him."Do not move, Caster," a voice said.The voice was rough. It sounded tired, but very angry. It was a voice that had practiced giving orders, but right now, it was shaking.Caster turned his head,
Chapter 405
Caster Spellbound slowed as the ruined path stretched before him. He had followed the hidden markers on the ancient Blackthorn maps for days, descending through scarred hills and ash-choked valleys, guided only by the faint hum of soul-thread resonance. Erynd’s Crossing had once been a research enclave, one of the first nodes in the Blackthorn network, but the remnants now lay scattered like a warning etched into the land itself.The air was thick with metallic tang. Every step across the black-glass soil made a brittle crunch beneath his boots. Wind stirred faint echoes of spells long extinguished, and for a moment, the sound of distant chanting threaded through the quiet. Caster adjusted his gloves and ran his fingers across the edge of his satchel, confirming the layered wards he had brought with him remained intact. He did not intend to disturb the node, not yet, but he needed to see it up close.The center of the clearing came into view. A circular platform of obsidian-black s
Chapter 404
Caster closed the heavy door behind him and let the click of the warding seal echo once in the silence. The Subterranean Archive above had grown still, the distant hum of the Tower’s upper rings barely audible. Here, in the neglected vault he had claimed for himself, the air smelled of scorched paper and the faint iron tang of old wards.Candles guttered along the stone shelves, their flames trembling against the draft from unseen cracks in the vault’s ceiling.He set the atlases on the broad stone table and spread them carefully, one atop another. Each parchment carried a history the Tower had tried to bury.Lines of leylines drawn by hands that had known what lay beneath the Tower. Nodes marked with glyphs that had been blacked out centuries ago. In the dim light, some of the ink had begun to flake, leaving small black islands that reminded him, faintly, of ash.Caster’s fingers hovered above a particularly old sheet, a hand-drawn map that smelled of resin and age. Unlike the of
Chapter 403
The air in the Forbidden Wing was thick, heavy with layers of neglect, dust, and residue of spells long past. Caster Spellbound moved through the corridors like a shadow, his boots silent against cracked stone, his robes brushing against walls that had not felt attention in decades. Ash hung in the air, suspended in deliberate swirls that seemed almost sentient. It twisted around him, catching on his sleeves and tracing the lines of his body, but it did not attack. It waited.He paused at the mouth of a chamber marked with a dozen incomplete sigils. The light filtering from broken windows painted the ash in muted gold. Here, the leyline threads converged, barely visible unless one knew how to see them. Caster’s eyes scanned, tracing the intricate lattice of Blackthorn energy woven beneath the Tower. The network pulsed faintly, as though aware of his presence.This was the root. Everything that had happened, the Ashfall, the Warden, the tether to himself, stemmed from this single p
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