Chapter 89
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This wasn't a regular house; it was probably a small warehouse. It had a two-story storage area and a small office, which would be his living quarters.

Just outside the warehouse stood this loading platform to help load and unload goods from carts and wagons.

For heavier items, there should have been a simple hoist above the warehouse door, but there was none. There might have been a crane operated from the catwalk, but that wasn't there anymore either.

Most of the building's space was for sto
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    The heat was terrible. Above their heads, the capital city was on fire. Commander Thorne and his Twin Moons soldiers had received their new orders. They were no longer searching the ruined houses. They were burning them to the ground.Down in the dark, damp tunnel beneath the Old Canal, Caster Spellbound and Archmage Lysane huddled together. They sat in the mud. The air was thick with gray smoke.CRACK. SNAP.The loud sounds of breaking wood echoed from the street above. A house was collapsing into the fire. The ceiling of the dirt tunnel shook. Small pieces of rocks and dry earth fell onto Caster’s shoulders.He did not brush the dirt away. He just stared at the dark wall across from him.He was completely exhausted. His body felt like it was made of heavy lead. Inside his chest, his magical core was gone. There were only a few tiny, weak red embers left at the very bottom of his soul. He had given up the power of a god. Now, he was just a frail, tired old man sitting in the mud.N

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    The father stared out the window. His face was pale white. "Did you see what he did?" the father whispered in awe and horror. "The soldiers fired the great cannon at him... and he just waved his hand and turned the whole house to sand! He dropped a building on the brave guards!""He is a monster," Mara sobbed."Then they threw the glowing nets," the father continued, his voice shaking. "But he didn't even care. He just stamped his foot, and he turned the whole street into an ash monster! The soldiers shot him with lightning, but he just vanished into pure smoke! He cannot be killed! He is a god of the dark!"Down below, Caster was just a tired old man leaning against a wall, trying to save his friend.But up in the cellar, the truth was already dead. The myth had overtaken reality.The civilians saw flashes of the chase, and they filled in the blanks with their own terrible fears. The story would spread. By tomorrow, the whole city would whisper that the Rogue Vector could tear down b

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    Underneath the thick, blinding cloud of dust, Caster and Lysane were huddled tightly against the fallen stone pillar. The pillar had protected them from the falling house.They were covered in dirt, coughing softly, but they were alive."That was incredibly foolish," Lysane whispered, coughing up dust. "We almost crushed ourselves.""It was the only way," Caster whispered back. "But the dust will clear in a minute. They will find us. I need to make them look the wrong way again. Permanently."Caster looked at the ground. The courtyard was covered in ordinary gray ash from the storm the night before.Caster reached out. He found another broken piece of white marble in the rubble. This piece had a different ancient rune carved into it. It was the "Echo" rune. A rune used by singers to make their voices bounce off walls.Caster bit his thumb again. Another drop of dark, black blood.He smeared his blood onto the Echo rune. He twisted the lines. He changed the geometry. He pushed his mind

  • Chapter 493

    The charging bone-dogs leaped into the air, their jaws opening wide to tear Caster’s throat out.The blue rune on the wall flashed a violent, blinding white.BOOM!The brick wall detonated. It was not a huge explosion, but it was perfectly timed. Hundreds of heavy, sharp red bricks exploded outward like bullets. The bricks slammed into the two flying bone-dogs mid-air.The force of the exploding bricks knocked the hounds backward. Their smoke bodies dissipated for a second, and their white bones crashed to the wet ground."Keep moving!" Caster gasped. He grabbed Lysane’s hand and pulled her out of the back end of the alleyway.They burst out into a small, ruined courtyard. The courtyard was surrounded by tall, broken houses. In the center of the courtyard was a dry stone fountain.But they were not safe."There he is!" a voice yelled from the rooftops above.Three Twin Moons soldiers had climbed the buildings. They were standing on the broken roofs, looking down into the courtyard."

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    "We are safe down here," Lysane said, trying to sound hopeful. "You said these tunnels are not on any map. They do not know we are under their feet."Caster pushed himself away from the wall. He forced his tired legs to take another step."We are safe in the dark," Caster agreed. "But these tunnels do not go all the way out of the city. We are heading toward the Old Canal. To cross the canal and reach the Outer Gates, we have to go up to the surface. We have to walk under the open sky for at least one street."Lysane’s grip on his arm tightened. "One street. We can do that. We will run very fast."They continued walking in silence for another twenty minutes. The tunnel began to slope upward. The air smelled a little bit fresher.Finally, they reached a dead end.The tunnel stopped at a heavy, rusted iron ladder bolted to the stone wall. The ladder led straight up to a square iron grate in the ceiling."This is it," Caster whispered. He looked up at the grate. Faint, gray daylight filt

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