"Get them out of here!" "We can only hold them off, there's no way to kill them--" "--not without being able to Balance the Worlds." He nodded to no one in particular. There wasn't a point trying to keep track of all the Otherborn that filled the space within the retaining wall. For all that …
Category: Imèn World: Book Three
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She stumbled and collapsed against the wall, vision unfocused, chest too tight, as her body suddenly just refused to remain upright and mobile anymore. The skin of her arms felt like it was crawling and when she looked down at them, she could see the markings that spoke the names of her Triad pressing against her skin. Seeing it …
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Last time he had felt this angry had been the day he'd learned his Qishir had known Azriel had been alive for over a century and hadn't told anyone else. Had been when he'd stared into orange-amber eyes and wanted to strike out, to make Rhyshladlyn hurt like he did. Back then he'd nearly toppled …
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He crossed the distance in great loping strides, sending out a Call for all his kind to converge on the Grey Qishir's old cabin. Reached out to all those he had spoken to and touched when his kè had ordered him to get the energy Xefras needed to save Rhyshladlyn when the Forest had released its denizens …
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It felt like his skin was being melted off, like he was boiling alive from the inside out. Felt like his bones had already liquefied as his muscles gave up on trying to keep him functional and everything tilted with a sharp crack that may have been something breaking or dislocating but he didn't feel anything except the burning, except …
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*Master, behind you!* Malkuth yelled as a ripple of wrong smacked against him. He whipped around in time to see something come crashing through the retaining wall, scattering stone and mortar and sand in all directions. He snapped his fingers and had Mallacht and Beannacht in each hand just as a thing of literal nightmares …
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"Who the fuck is this?" He flinched as Nhulynolyn's voice sliced through the air like a whip crack. For one heart stopping moment Sheieh didn't breathe, didn't move, just sat half twisted towards the hole in the wall to his left and waited. Waited to find out if they were screwed, if he had failed. For …
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He scrambled to get around the corner as the doorknob to Xitlali's rooms turned. He shouldn't have even been listening to their conversation in the first place, but the way Lílrt had looked when he'd returned to the compound had made Xefras' instincts chitter. And he didn't want to ignore them, not when they told …
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"Who the fuck is this?" The inflection was just different enough that he waited until the face that accompanied it swam into focus before he snapped the mirror shut, cutting the connection. As soon as it registered that the face he'd seen was nearly identical to Rhyshladlyn's, with only the eyes being different, he threw the …
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She stared at the journal in her hands. It was barely six inches thick but for all that it wasn't as large as some she'd seen, as some she'd written, it was intimidating. Sure Bayls had said it was Rhyshladlyn's journal, sure the Sinner had told her, told them all, that there were things written …
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