All Chapters of Prisoners of the wilds: Chapter 81
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The Sunken City Rises
"Hold onto the rock wall or the wave will drag us into the abyss!" Silas roared, digging his fingers deep into the granite cliffside.The colossal wall of purple water slammed into the rocky shoreline with the force of a falling mountain. Violent spray exploded fifty feet into the air, soaking the alliance warriors in warm, violet tinged foam. But instead of sweeping them off their feet, the massive wave suddenly drained away into deep seabed fissures, leaving behind a terrifying sight.A massive bridge of ancient, black stone spires and geometric archways had risen directly out of the seafloor. It locked into the granite cliffs right below their boots, stretching three miles straight across the boiling gulf to the glowing heart of the sunken city."The sea floor moved!" Toby cried out, wiping salt water from his eyes as he peered over the edge. "It made a path!""It is a land bridge!" Lyra shouted, her hand gripping the hilt of her dagger. "The fourth anchor point lifted the whole an
The Shadow Duplicate
"Step back, Lyra, or his blade will cut through your neck before you even see him move!" Marcus shouted, stepping between her and the pitch black figure. The shadow duplicate of Lord Vance raised its dark sword. Its eyes burned with twin pools of solid midnight light, matching the dark ink leaking from Marcus's own left eye. The sea roared violently below the narrow land bridge, sending hot spray over the ancient, slippery stone floor. "You carry our name, but you are weak, boy," the duplicate rasped, its voice echoing like hollow metal. "You cling to these court vermin and mountain savages." "I am nothing like you!" Marcus yelled. Before the last word left his mouth, the duplicate vanished. It did not sprint or slide. It melted straight into the stone walkway and reappeared directly in front of Marcus, driving a dark shadow blade straight toward his throat at an impossible speed. Marcus barely reacted in time. He brought his right forearm up, his pale, ice encrusted skin clashi
The Spires of Gold
"Cover your mouth with a wet cloth before that yellow smoke reaches your lungs!" Lyra screamed, pulling Marcus behind a tall golden pillar.A heavy metal canister landed on the polished stone floor with a sharp clatter, spraying a thick cloud of acrid, mustard colored gas into the air. The chemical stink hissed as it expanded, corroding the ancient geometric patterns carved into the surrounding walls."It is the High Council shock troops!" Marcus coughed, his voice hoarse as he pressed his sleeve against his face. "They breached the outer spires before the bridge fell!"Beyond the haze of the yellow gas, heavy iron boots slammed against the stone floor in a rapid, disciplined march. Five elite soldiers in polished bronze armor stepped out from the archway, holding long pneumatic rifles fitted with glass tubes of glowing alchemical fluid."Clear every chamber!" the lead commander ordered, his voice echoing under the high, vaulted ceiling. "The High Mage wants the central lock secured b
The Mirror Chamber
"Break the glass before that dark reflection steps through into our reality!" Lyra screamed, lunging forward to pull Marcus away from the master mirror.Before her hands could reach his coat, a blinding bolt of golden lightning shot through the high archway, slamming directly into the floor between them. The intense blast blew Marcus and Lyra apart, sending them skidding across the slick stone floor."You think a few simple mirrors will protect you from the King's justice, Vance rat?" a harsh, raspy voice echoed through the high dome.Stepping through the doorway came the High Mage. His elegant white robes were scorched black and dripping with seawater, and the left side of his face was covered in fresh, red burn scars from the fire tank explosion in the forest. His skin looked stretched tight over his jaw, but his right eye burned with unhinged, violent rage. In his hands, his golden staff hummed with raw, crackling electrical energy."You survived the crash," Marcus growled, pushing
The Shattered Path
"Get down behind me right now, Marcus!" Lyra screamed, stepping directly into the path of the flying mirror shards.She activated her guardian armor, and a pale gold sheen flared across her leather suit, but the sheer force of the diamond crystal explosion was too intense. Millions of razor sharp glass pieces rained through the air like a lethal storm. The golden light flickered and snapped under the violent impact. Several long shards sliced right through her back plates, leaving deep, bloody gasps as she threw her body over Marcus to shield his face and chest from the razor shower."Lyra!" Marcus roared, catching her as she collapsed against his chest.Fresh red blood soaked through the back of her leather vest, dripping down onto the slick, dissolving floor. She gasped for air, her fingers clutching his coat sleeve tightly while her teeth ground together in pain."I am fine..." Lyra wheezed, her voice shaking violently as she forced a ragged breath out. "Just... do not let the glas
The Deep Vault
"Hold your breath and push!" Marcus bellowed as the heavy iron door slammed open against the crushing weight of the water.The massive wall of boiling ocean water swept them through the open gap, throwing Marcus and Lyra across the slippery threshold like ragdolls. They crashed onto the dry, cold floor of the inner chamber, gasping for air as the heavy iron door slammed shut behind them with a loud, metallic clang. The valve seals locked tight, cutting off the roaring flood and leaving only the quiet echo of dripping water."Marcus, your hand!" Lyra gasped, scrambling to her knees despite the burning cuts on her back. She grabbed his arm, her hands trembling as she looked down at his left fingers.The dark, smoking ink on his hand was slowly receding, leaving his skin raw, red, and covered in deep, bleeding cracks where the dark magic had dissolved his flesh. Marcus pulled his breath in through his teeth, flexing his throbbing fingers with a painful wince."It is still attached," Marc
The Final Lock Battle
"Jump now before the platform drops us into the void!" Marcus screamed, his voice ringing across the vast black stone chamber.Marcus and Lyra leaped together off the stone ledge, throwing their bodies across the open gap toward the central iron platform. They landed hard on the grated metal floor, skidding through slick pools of rising dark matter just as a massive wave of black energy shot out from the spinning eye overhead."You think your weak limbs can stop the convergence?" Alden Vance roared, turning toward them with a wild, distorted expression.Alden raised his mutated left hand, waving his tendril covered fingers through the air. A thin, jagged slit opened in space right in front of him, glowing with a sickly purple light."Cover me, Marcus!" Lyra yelled, her cloth bandages soaked with blood as she drew her dagger and sprinted straight for the central control panel.Marcus lunged forward, thrusting his pale, ice encrusted right fist directly at his grand uncle's chest. A thi
The Breaking of the Staff
"Drive the bone key into the main gears before the eye opens completely!" Marcus screamed, his teeth red with his own blood as he lay pinned to the iron panel.The jagged stake of ironwood held him down like an anchor, its rough wood biting deep into his flesh with every breath he took. Blood pooled beneath his coat, flowing across the blue runes on the metal floor."I am on it!" Lyra yelled, throwing herself forward across the slick platform.She took her glowing white bone key in both hands and jammed it straight between the giant, rotating teeth of the spinning iron eye.CHRRRRK.A sound like grinding stone and snapping iron echoed through the vault. Sparks flew out in a blinding spray of orange light as the white bone key wedged itself deep into the ancient gear teeth. The colossal thirty foot ring shuddered violently, its fast rotation grinding to a temporary halt as the teeth locked up."You little pest!" Alden roared, turning his mutated head toward Lyra with wide, crazy eyes.
The Sinking Spire
"Grab the winch cable before the entire spire goes under!" Silas roared, his loud voice booming down through the open hatch of the falling airship.A wave of icy green water crashed over the broken stone balcony, burying Marcus and Lyra up to their chests. The massive black towers of the risen alien city were sliding fast into the ocean depths, dragging thousands of tons of stone and sea water down into a giant whirlpool."Over here!" Lyra screamed, her soaked hair plastered against her face as she wrapped one arm around Marcus's chest. "His legs are dead! He cannot swim!"Above them, the broad canvas hull of the alliance flagship hovered twenty feet above the churning ocean waves. Its side propellers groaned under the extreme pull of the wind, spraying white water across the deck as cargo ropes swung wild across the gap."Drop the cargo net now!" Silas bellowed to the deck crew behind him. "Jax, hold the steam winch tight!"A heavy, thick hemp rope net dropped from the airship door,
The Reconstruction Camp
"Put down those supply crates before I let this bone arrow fly straight through your knee!" Chief Kaelen barked, her bowstring pulled tight to her cheek.In the center of the dusty clearing, a dozen angry mutineers from the royal navy stood holding iron crowbars, their boots planted firmly over three large wooden boxes of alchemical hardtack and dried meat. Behind them, a group of freed mountain prisoners brandished heavy iron chains, their faces pale and gaunt from weeks of starvation."We pulled those crates off the airships, Chief!" a scarred naval deserter spat, wiping dirt from his jaw. "Our men are sick! We are not giving up our rations to people who do not even know how to hold a rifle!""Every soul in this valley gets an equal share!" Silas shouted, stepping between the two armed groups with his massive broadsword held low. "Drop the bars now, or I will personally throw every one of you out into the open desert!"The desert wind blew hot across the vast, neutral plains. Tents