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Alyssa hammered her fists against the Observatorium’s closed doors. To no avail. The Observatorium had officially closed for the night. No amount of knocking or pushing against the doors got them to open. Even if they had magically opened for her, the likelihood that Irulon was still inside would have been next to nothing. Still, she had hoped that someone would be around, if only to confirm that Irulon was gone. Maybe one of those administrators could have explained whether or not Alyssa had done…-
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Touching Tenebrael caught the demonic angel’s attention. Her pure white eyes met Alyssa’s. “My my, Alyssa Meadows! What are you doing here?” Alyssa didn’t answer. Not here. The angel didn’t stop time and she didn’t want to look insane in front of the captain of the guard if at all possible. Just grabbing hold of Tenebrael was bad enough. To anyone else, it might look like she was cupping her hand, but Alyssa could feel the radiance underneath her fingertips as she tightened her…
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“Stop stop stop! What are you doing?” Alyssa tugged at her hair, feeling like she was going insane. “You just changed his bandages! He has a festering, pus-filled wound! You didn’t even rinse off your hands before going to tend to the next poor man.” Everything about this place reeked of the start of an epidemic. Figuratively and just possibly literally. The field hospital, which definitely was not worthy of the name, was little more than a single-room building with a dirt floor. Honestly, it…
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“I’m sorry,” Alyssa said, hammering a nail into the wall for a shelf. Doing so wasn’t the easiest while injured. She used her shoulder to prop up the actual shelf while she used her burned hand to hold the hammer, having taken off most of the bandages. Every strike sent minor jolts of pain through her hand, but she stuck to it anyway. She owed it to Tzheitza to help out and not just sit around moaning about how injured she was. Oddly enough, it didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would. Maybe…
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Before the door even fully opened, Tzheitza’s frost orb was in the air. It slipped through the narrow gap to the darkened room. Oz caught the door by the handle and slammed it shut. A half second later, ice spread over the door with the sound of breaking glass. “Lights are out in there,” Oz said, voice quick and clear. “She smashed them?” “Bonechill,” Tzheitza replied as she tossed another orb. This one, Oz caught. “But ye gotta hurry.” Oz nodded, pressing his thumb down on the…
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“So she just comes down the stairs and guess who is right there with her! The Tenebrael-damned princess! I was so shocked I didn’t know what to do. By the time I decided to throw myself to the floor in front of her, she was already walking past without a glance in my direction. And Alyssa was just staring at me like I was some kind of idiot.” “She ain’t wrong. Yer an idiot, Ozheim.” “Both of your voices grate on the ears like a rusty knife,” Irulon said as she walked around a chair in…
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Irulon glanced up from her notebooks the second Alyssa popped her head into the Observatorium’s library. Her violet eyes flicked from Alyssa’s face to her shoulder then down to her hand. Each jump served to deepen the princess’ frown. It was the first time since meeting the princess that she hadn’t put on her smiling mask. But Alyssa continued toward her anyway. She owed it to Kasita to at least ask for help. “Alternate Visage,” Irulon mumbled as soon as Alyssa entered into the gap…
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When she had been told that the assassin was nothing more than a kid, Alyssa had thought it was some kind of exaggeration. A euphemism for the assassin being inexperienced or something similar. But this… “How old is she? Twelve?” The assassin, tied and bound to a chair, refused another spoonful of stew. Her face was round, looking just like most children, but her height and build might as well have been stolen from a tantrum-throwing pre-teen. Her mannerisms as well. The way she turned her head…
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The strangeness of the world boggled Kasita’s mind. For as long as she could remember, she had always been puzzled by the idea that people—human or monster—existed. Herself included. Nothing around her ever seemed all that real. A part of that could have just been her nature—she had no defined form and could take any shape she wanted. It gave her a certain disconnect to the world around her. One that she was well aware of. However, anytime she entered that line of thinking, she realized that it was…
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Every jar of light in the room exploded. The room was plunged into darkness. Being underground with no windows, the only light came from the thin cracks in the wood of the closed door that led back into the hall. Which wasn’t enough light for anything but a reference point in the pitch black. Alyssa’s heart jolted. She remembered! Every time she had entered the room during Infinite Regress, the Taker had done the same thing! Throwing herself to the side to avoid the dagger that was surely already…
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