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WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 85.3
Sonya blinked, processing the sight of a breathless boy in the doorframe, and the green eyes of a girl peeking under his arm. Their hand-stitched clothes stuck out like a sore thumb. Eyes confused with everything their gaze landed upon.Lumers.She paused her game, slowly pulling down her headphones to stare at them. Did they know Elisious?She shifted, feeling around for the paravelt stuffed into her shirt.The boy flinched at her movement, and she slowly raised the medallion up. "Don't freak out."He stared at it with wide eyes, the two of them holding up their own paravelts.It had to have been Elisious then. But why?The boy beat her to her own question, panic surging through him again as he dropped at her feet in a strange and pleading kneel."We're friends of Ronan, he was captured by guards while we tried to harvest a winter tree. His majesty Elisious told us to run here if we were chased..."Sonya scoffed. They definitely weren't even aquainted with him then. And she didn't se
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 86
Veronica heard the chair beside her shift, Ronan now held in his seat by the bulky man behind him. She felt a hand grip her arm, the ill manners of Earth pulling her final straw. The flimsy cuffs had finally broken, and this was the perfect time to catch them off guard.She whipped the loose cuffs across the man's face, scowling as he didn't even flinch.Feeling his grip still digging into her arm she twisted around, snatching a sheathed Cursimian off the table and clubbing the man in the side of the face. If the soft flesh over his temple wasn't there, she would have half expected a loud clang.Veronica's heart quickened, losing a tug of war with the blade that the man slammed back on the table after an audible zap. Earth didn't have Lumience or magic. Golems were impossible.She gritted her teeth, feeling her feet drag as the man tugged her towards the door. Lumience or not, anything was flammable with enough fire."Cinder!" She felt the phoenix squirm in her jacket, a soft warmth t
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 86.2
The most innocent face.Truvius frowned. That piece alone hadn't decided the fate Sonya chose for him, he was more than skeptical about her original plan with the tiny earth crossbow. She said if you raised it to the sky and fired once, people listened to you orders.It was a ridiculous notion.But now he was walking into the home of Iridis' guards, The Police Station they called it. With cutting a new branch not even being an option, he had five minutes to find the branch they had taken, any longer and it would turn to Sonya's plan.And that's where his innocent face came in.He easily entered the Police Station, the small space laced with strange earthly decor that he couldn't pull his attention to. It was calmly coloured, the uniformed earthlings inside smiling as they passed him, and the one without matching dress ignoring his tossing gaze.It was weird.As the narrow hall widened to a drab lobby, he saw familiarity. The cherry haired woman was sat upon a thin and dangerously brit
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 86.3
Ronan sucked in a sharp breath as Veronica tightened the arms of her jacket around his leg.He'd only felt a fiery nip at first, the muscle in his leg pinching while he followed Veronica from the building. But now that they had rested beside a dumpster, he could feel the bite starting to swarm.He needed a distraction from the pain while they decided their next move.His eyes fell on Cinder, the small bird limp in Veronica's lap. "Is Cinder...""She's alive," Veronica muttered, caressing her damp feathers with her thumb. She was trying to keep her head turned, most of her quivering lip kept to the shadows."I'm sorry."Ronan didn't pry to see her face, knowing what he'd find but confused all the same. There wasn't a thing he could think of for her to apologise for, meanwhile his list could run a round trip back to Cobalt."I should apologise."Veronica lifted her gaze, riddled with the same confusion Ronan probably had for her."For what?"Before Ronan's face could drop, it stiffened
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 87
Ronan felt relaxed. From what he could now feel the return ritual had stopped gnawing at his wounded leg, his eyes closed to a peaceful veil of black while he laid on his back. He waited for the voices of his friends or even the frightening boom of his uncle to welcome them back, but was disappointed when none came. And so, he reluctantly opened his eyes. A cream coloured ceiling stared back—the wrong ceiling. It wasn't the one he had timidly stepped under, the one made of dreary grey stones stained with water and the scorched scars of failed experiments before his uncle could get a paravelt to work. He twisted his neck, feeling the soft and feather stuffed fabric hugging his body. He was in a bed, in the middle of a fair sized bedroom that was lavish enough to fit the palace of Fairez Stella, but somehow homier than his bedroom back on Earth. It had a desk propped in front of one of the windows, right next to a line of wooden shelves built into the walls and weighed by a line of fa
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 87.2
The council member cleared their throat, a sound so loud Ronan wondered if the man cared for manners in the presence of an emperor. Elisious seemed to hold similar thoughts, coaxing Samanthra to his side and facing down the shorter man with a welcoming smile that was still frozen on the inside. "I forget, the council thinks itself above the simple virtue of patience. You may lift your head and speak, starting with whatever name we should be calling you." The man lifted his chin, still avoiding the emperor's gaze by mostly watching Ronan through the corner of his eye. "Turgen Rudas, your majesty. I hope I won't hold much of your time, but I have some confirmation questions for you." Elisious nodded. "Yes, of course. How respectful of you not to listen in." "To start, the council apologises on Cobalt's behalf for dragging this mess to your front door." Elisious hummed, the venom in his voice candied by professionalism. "I happen to call this mess my nephew, you'll do well by addres
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 88
Ronan only saw his friends when they were walked to a stable full of fierce bronze griffins, unable to even greet them by Mr. Rudas' decree. The silence stretched the journey to twice its length, the dragging time still insufficient for Ronan to make a plan.As Phantom had predicted, his brash move of running to Fairez Stella was now biting him in the butt, and with the Council's nosy dog he didn't even have a plan to get the ingredients from Zalius.When they landed in Cobalt's field, Ronan was holding back his urge to vomit. The nauseating rock upon the beast's back was only trumped by his buzzing leg, and he accepted Ariabella's assistance off the beast when Mr. Rudas offered none. He was lead to the front entrance before any of his friends and even Puff, worry the only emotion plain upon their faces as he looked over his shoulder.As they climbed the tiny length of stone steps, Ronan swore he felt some of Mr. Rudas' ragged sigh on the back of his neck."Must we take the front entr
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 88.2
Ronan wiggled his toes, wincing while the pain in his leg seemed to be strung to his pinky toe. Polearis was all the way down, and the room empty to him and Puff—and Phantom. But while night was upon him, it was the only one he'd have to free Phantom.And he'd given Zalius all the ingredients he collected. Zalius who was hours away in the middle of a hostile forest."You won't make it five minutes," Phantom said, not on board with visiting Zalius, yet fresh out of a better idea."I can ride Puff," Ronan retorted, his face screwing up in pain as he moved his leg."Right, so I guess you'll saddle up at the door and run through the halls while Tella's whisps have half a dozen council lackeys jump you?"Ronan sighed, feeling his pocket, relief washing through him as he felt the ceptrum still snug in it. He pulled it out, focusing on the tiny rock until a voice popped into his head.Ronan frowned, glancing at the Fairez Stella sender on his wrist. "What are you doing?" Phantom said, on th
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Chapter 119.2
After scaling a few levels of the roof, they found a cracked window and slipped into an empty guest room, the door to the hall barely ajar to show its lack of a guest.Veronica could see the sliver of a guard's shadow to the left, her hopes withering as she looked back to the window they had come through. But her gaze fell on the boy instead as he whispered a spell into his cupped hands, a small butterfly glowing with golden light fluttering from his palms and out the door.There was a small commotion as the guard to the left spoke with another one, two pairs of footsteps following the enchantment until they grew silent. The boy lead the mission, tiptoeing through the empty corridor until they rounded a corner to face two guards sitting at the end of the hall.Veronica swallowed her gasp, confused as the boy continued to lead her up to them. She heard a noise when they'd gotten close enough, one of the guards letting out a soft snore as his head drooped against the second guard using
Chapter 119
Veronica sat on her bed, stuffed like a spring hen but still buzzing with birthday energy. She had only played with one of her gifts throughout the night, a dinged up wooden dagger that she'd managed to hold away from her mother until the gazes of the guests forced her to allow the gift to remain in her hands. She had looked for Mr. Bunny afterwards to show him her new prize, but Horus had informed her of his early departure.She knew that they had planned for today to be their last, but the disappointment lingered nonetheless. She still had one last gift she had hoped to give him.Veronica sighed, grabbing for a fairytale on her shelf instead of the books that had piled from Jackling's tutoring. She had gotten a few new stories to read Cinder before bed, but the phoenix had taken a particular liking to the golden lettering of one title."The Adventures of Locke Lanbrellhande..."She stopped at the small tap that met her ears, glancing at the side of her bed where Cinder was still per
Chapter 118
It was all wrong.The corridor was too tight. The guards were too close. Too tall.It was too cold, suffocating.He was meant to be in the room to at least give him some time to think."Are you alright?"The boy snapped to the voice. What was a blink to him, was long enough to land him on the ground, palms to the floor to keep his entire body from shaking. He didn't know how long he had blanked out for, but the king had taken a knee to come closer to him, washed with concern as a few of the surrounding guards hovered over the scene to see where they could offer help."Come lad, can you stand?"His gut twisted at the way he tried to help him up, but with Vera bracing his other side he couldn't very well squirm away from the king. He doubted that he'd even have the energy if he decided to. But he knew now with the scene he'd caused that he would have to respond with more than a nod.Cilvren would have had his translational enchantments up to date, but there was a standing risk of a few
Chapter 117.2
It had been a little over an hour since the nosy boy named Horus had been dragged off. But the silence finally let him work without prying eyes. The size of the pants had allowed him to stitch pockets inside, just big enough for a dagger to hide beneath the folds on either side. Horus had likely thought he was being smart when he hid his old clothes and daggers from him, but the presence of magic in the air always escaped Lumer senses.He pulled them out of a pile of blankets, finding the rest of his trinkets and the invitation to shove in his pockets. With some hesitation, he bounced the black spool of string in his palm, staring at the shiny silver needle and pocketing the whole thing. He had to be preapred to use anything.Hopefully Veronica wouldn't miss the small thing, nor the black cloak he found in her wardrobe.Blue crystals twinkled at his fingertips as he traced his hand down the cloak. He just needed to be invisible from a distance for a few minutes. Most of the guards had
Chapter 117
It was the end of the painfullest slumber party in history.Veronica had exorcised her birthday immunity to raid a closet of nearly all its bedsheets, and prop them up as a haphazard blanket fort in her room. It was the perfect mess for the boy to hide in when someone walked in without knocking, but also a tight fit when it came time for sleeping.Veronica had been ushered away at the crack of dawn for the maids to prepare her outfit, which left the boy in Horus' care. He had to get the two of them ready, and hope to the gods that the boy picked up at least half of the common Latos mannerisms he had taught him. But all of that was to the side as Horus stared at the boy tucked into a corner of the blanket fort.Horus didn't know what was weirder. The way he held a few flowered bauble pins out the side of his mouth as he sewed, or the fact that he looked like a seasoned seamstress as he cinched the waist on a pair of pants Veronica had swiped from Adrian. The cut was tall enough for him
Chapter 116.3
The door opened, the boy squatting lower into the tub as Veronica peeked in. She flaunted the tiny beginner's book like a sack full of slivs, tiptoeing up to the tub with a devilish smile."I found it.""You don't have to whisper, we put up a sound block enchantment.""You guys have to teach me!" Veronica piped. She quickly landed on the bar of soap in Horus' hands, putting two and two together at the suds popping in the boy's hair. "Horus, that's soap.""Yeah...""That won't do, it makes your hair all icky." She grabbed a tray full of mysterious pots, smearing at least five of the creams together before her mysterious concoction was complete.No amount of dodging could save the boy from being her test dummy, but the smug way he simply let Veronica rub the bubbly concoction into his hair irked Horus to no end. She grabbed some more of the secret spread, only stopping when not a single black hair could be send through the froth of rose bubbles on his head."You're never going to smell
Chapter 116.2
Veronica surged with confidence, a top and trousers that she had stolen from her brother's room, as well as one red envelope embellished with gold trimmings hiding between two books she had snatched from house Acadrius' library. She had the best idea to get Mr. Bunny safely out of the castle, and perhaps have him earn her parent's favour for a second visit.Her birthday celebration was in two nights. She had been lucky enough to find the spare invites before Ambelsine the records-keeper discarded them all. With the right clothes, he could easily blend with a room full of rich traders and nobility—and walk right out the front door.The guards paid her an odd look as she waved to them, the two at her door hesitating before allowing her into her room. She tried not to show a reaction. She had told Mr. Bunny not to make a sound, the guards would run in with a loud enough crash. But the room before her was empty, the small pile of books and food she had placed for him tidied up.She checke
Chapter 116
Horus gazed up the hill of crimson steps to Veronica's room. He had counted to five hundred, and found Mr. Jackling well before he found Veronica. Apparently, while counting in a passage behind a closet, Horus had somehow climbed out a window. At least, that was Jackling's truth as he spent the better part of ten minutes going over the dangers of climbing onto roofs with himIt wasn't the first time Veronica had fed him an outlandish tale. But Horus ate up the blame every time. Veronica blabbered when she panicked, which meant she was hiding something. And that something was always better dealt with without the adults getting involved.Adrian would have more than a sharp word for him when he got back to that problem he'd up and abandoned. Things were simpler when the children of Acadrius weren't revulsed at the sight of one another.Horus made quick work of the stairs, fixing a lopsided shoelace and dusting his collar before gently knocking to call his presence. A muffled shuffle was
Chapter 115.3
Veronica barreled through the halls, a shiny steel bowl tucked over her head as she carved a clear path to her destination.Adrian's room was so far from her own, privileged to the same hall as her mother and father's bedchambers, and nearly as grandois. When Horus and Adrian weren't scrapping in the courtyards, they were almost always doing something in there.Veronica confirmed her theory as she pressed her ear to the door, letting herself in at the sound of Horus' voice.Adrian was quick to call out her trespassing, stepping out of the hold he had Horus in to cross his arms and slap a sour glare on his face."Don't touch my door.""It's not yours," Veronica snipped back, clutching the bowl tighter as her brother took a challenging step. She quickly stole Horus' attention. "I need your help."Adrian scoffed at her caked shoes. "What's with all the mud? Mom's going to have a fit.""None of your business, I need Horus to help me.""We're practicing. Go get Maria or Jackling to help yo
