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Chapter
Distractions
The demon swung her scythe directly toward Alyssa. Alyssa jumped. She flung herself through the air, slamming into a shocked Fela with all her weight. They hit the ground hard. Fela had it worse with Alyssa landing on top of her, but the fluffy hellhound was strong. She wouldn’t be hurt by a little tackle. That scythe would have hurt a whole lot more. Rolling off Fela away from the demon, Alyssa sprang to her feet with a Spectral Chains already forming at her fingertips. But the spell died…-
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A Long March
“They don’t look like an army,” Alyssa said, lowering her binoculars and handing them off to Brakkt. They were a few hours away from the city now. Still well away from the Plains of the Dead, but close enough that the greenery wasn’t quite as omnipresent as it was around the city and the river that ran next to it. They had stopped at an old ruin of sorts. Some watchtower, perhaps. It once sat upon a hill, but now was only rubble save for a single flat wall that looked like a stiff breeze might…-
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Sketched Out
Shards of glass hung in the air around Alyssa, swirling in a languid tornado. Each facet of each shard displayed an image. With her heightened knowledge of how the first high level spell she had ever used actually worked, she knew that it wasn’t displaying literally every possible action she could be taking at the moment. Had that been true, the shards would have been overwhelmed by different images of her standing around in ever so slightly different positions. There would be so many infinitesimally…-
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Chapter
Embrace
Clasping her hands together in front of her, Alyssa closed her eyes and concentrated. She could picture what she wanted. A nice, tight-fitting pair of sports sunglasses. Not goggles, but something that concealed her eyes fully even from the sides. And something that wouldn’t crack or chip easily. Sunglasses. She had worn them tons of times, donning many different styles over her life. She knew what they looked like. Her mental picture was as perfect as could be. Pulling her hands apart from each…-
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Soul Engine
Alyssa knew what was going on. It was something she had experienced before. That same sensation of being adrift in an empty universe that came when she started connecting with Tenebrael. It was a floating feeling. A bodiless experience. One without time. Without sound. Without sight. It was a dimension of mind. Or, as she now suspected, a dimension of soul. The things she had thought she had seen or felt in those attempts before were nothing more than impulses acting on her soul while her body remained…-
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The Woman in the Dark
The darkness of the void was impenetrable, even to the ones who dwelt within. There was little inside. A floor, wide and spacious, could barely be called a thing. It was merely something to stand upon to keep those who lived here from falling endlessly. Beyond that, there was nothing. Nothing but other residents. Most just chose to lie down and curl up. Few ever moved unless an outside stimulus broke them from their misery. Some select few actually engaged with other residents, but even they seemed…-
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The Conjoined Souls
“She’s hiding herself.” “Definitely hiding herself.” “Why?” “Unless she is dead? I know you don’t like entertaining the idea.” “She isn’t dead.” “If she is, she isn’t as dead as most corpses.” “She isn’t dead.” “I don’t think we can say that for certain given everything we know. In fact, what do we even consider the state of death? The point at which the body ceases function? When Tenebrael claims the soul? Or maybe when—” “She isn’t…-
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Dangerous Streets
The air had changed. The night before, when she had been following after Cid and Bacco, and earlier in the day, when she had visited the Observatorium and the Waterhole, everything had been peaceful. Calm. Maybe not perfectly peaceful. She had passed by one or two more energetic arguments, but nothing that seemed like it would have affected her. There was a tension in the air that could be cut. A palpable sensation that something was wrong. Alyssa already knew what that something was, but for everyone…-
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Potion Delivery Service
Things calmed down over the course of a few days. The city had been attacked by monsters, but everyone was pretty much back to normal as soon as three days later. At least, Alyssa assumed things were normal. Having only been in the city for less than a day before the attack, she couldn’t be entirely sure. People in the streets were going about their business. They passed hither and thither, without much hurry. No one was scared to be out on the streets. If anything, they were calmer than before the…-
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Assassin’s Greed
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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