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“Am I dead?” Whatever Alyssa had been expecting, it wasn’t that. Having asked Tenebrael to hide Irulon and the draken to keep the shocks to a minimum, Alyssa tried to present herself as normally as possible. She hadn’t run to the bathroom to equip the armor despite wanting the added protection. She hadn’t left out three empty beer bottles for him to see. She had even asked Tenebrael to step out of the room for a few minutes, just in case he could see her, and had been mildly surprised when the…-
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Alyssa was not an alcoholic. She really only drank on rare occasions. Her birthday. New Years. When she went to fancy sit-down restaurants. Things like that. There were a few reasons for that. Price was the big one. Alcohol was expensive. She couldn’t understand how people could throw away a significant percentage of their income on drinking a few beers a day, let alone on more pricey drinks. The taste wasn’t anything to write home about and she didn’t actually enjoy being any level of drunk either.…
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“Oh come now Alyssa, be reasonable. We don’t have time to sit around and argue.” Alyssa crossed her arms, shaking her head. “No.” “Alyssa—” The angel’s voice turned to a far less reasonable tone. Before she could get too angry, Alyssa interrupted her. “But! I have to ask: Does he actually need to die?” Tenebrael pulled the small pistol back, frowning as she stared. “I’ve already explained quite clearly and in simple terms that yes, he does.” All hints of a good mood…
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The first thing that hit Alyssa was the noise. Tenebrael’s world was quiet. Nearly silent, in most parts. A deserted military compound in the middle of a desert had no noise at all. Even the city, filled with people, didn’t have much in the way of sound. People talked, of course. Carriages bumped as their wooden wheels rolled along the ground. The horses carrying the carriages whinnied and their hooves clopped. But none of it could compare to the sounds of a jackhammer tearing up the roadwork…
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“How would you like to return to Earth?” Alyssa’s heart beat faster within her chest at hearing Tenebrael’s words. Earth? It had been so long. It felt like years even though it had really only been weeks. Returning was exactly what she wanted. To go home. To see her parents. And her brother. To reassure them that she was alright and not dead. She wanted nothing more than to open her mouth and shout that she would love to go. Which was why she hesitated. Standing in the desolate military…
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“Undo. Cancel. Release. Be free…” Alyssa ticked her tongue in annoyance as she stared at Izsha’s unmoving form. Fractal Lock just wouldn’t come off. It wasn’t like she didn’t know what she was doing. She had canceled spells before. For instance, she had dismissed the Spectral Axe just a few minutes ago. But Fractal Lock was holding tight. Alyssa looked to the side, frowning. Without Irulon around to explain magic, she could only speculate. Fractal Lock had to be a spell that directly…
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“You…” Alyssa clung to the angel’s staff, using it to keep as much weight off her broken leg as possible. It wasn’t what she wanted to do. She wanted to flop to the ground, clutching her leg. Maybe crawl away from the angel as that old woman had crawled away from Izsha. Nothing in Irulon’s spell tome would harm the angel, not even if she knew exactly what spells it contained. She had little doubt about that. Angels were on another level entirely. The only hope she had was that Spectral…
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“It doesn’t appear to be fading.” “Damn. I don’t need glowing eyes. I can’t walk around Lyria looking like this.” Alyssa would either find herself prosecuted for blasphemy, persecuted for monstrous eyes, or maybe revered by the Tenebrael-worshiping masses. And she honestly didn’t know which of the three disturbed her the most. Just thinking about going back to Teneville and talking to Lazhar with Tenebrael’s eyes sent chills down her spine. Irulon cocked her head to the side before…
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“Why are we not leaving?” Alyssa could barely understand what was happening. One moment, she had been standing around completely ready to leave. Now, she was on Izsha’s back as they charged toward the gouge with Irulon and Musca only a few steps ahead. Flashes of bright light illuminated the sky like lightning bolts. Did they come from the angels? Or the humans fighting the monsters? She supposed they would find out soon enough. Izsha was tearing through the streets, moving as fast as its…
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The large man catching fire was just the distraction the shadow assassins needed. They acted far faster than they had when Alyssa used Immolating Gloves on the first man. Three were swinging out the door in an instant. One landed on top of a hooded arcanist, wasting no time in grabbing his neck and twisting to the side. The other two followed suit. Of the four men standing to the sides of the church doors, three died in less than ten seconds. “Spectral Axe,” the fourth screamed. Alyssa’s eyes…
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