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The High Mage’s Ghost
"Did you really think the grave could hold a mind like mine, Marcus?" the spectral voice echoed, vibrating with cold, unnatural power.Marcus pulled himself up onto the top stone step, his left hand raw and blistered as he hauled his weight out of the open pit. He stood on trembling legs, his right ironwood claw arm missing two fingers and dripping with grey ash. Beside him, Silas scrambled over the broken rafter, his heavy iron war-hammer held ready in both hands.At the head of the dark landing stood the High Mage.His body was not made of flesh and bone. He hovered two inches above the marble floor, a glowing, translucent spirit woven from golden light and purple mist. His consciousness had been pulled into the Master Anchor right before it closed, leaving his ghost trapped inside the palace network."He is already dead, Marcus!" Silas shouted, his eyes wide as he looked at the floating figure. "How are we supposed to kill a ghost?""You cannot," the High Mage sneered, raising his
The Iron Claw Grip
"Not into the fire!" Marcus screamed, his voice swallowed by the roaring heat below.The air rushed past his ears as he fell forty feet through the thick black smoke. The sea of bright orange alchemical fire in the basement pit swelled up to consume him. With less than ten feet left before impact, Marcus threw his right arm out toward the tilting wall. The pale blue ice encasing his limb had melted entirely away in the blistering heat, leaving only the blackened, solid ironwood claw beneath.CRACK-GRIP.Marcus drove his wooden fingers deep into a thick ironwood root protruding from the stone wall. The impact jerked his shoulder with bone-snapping force, bringing his freefall to a sudden, jarring halt. He hung suspended just inches above the bubbling lake of fire, the heat scorching the leather of his boots."I have you!" Marcus choked out, his right fingers digging deeper into the rough bark."Marcus! Hold on!" Silas shouted from the broken rafters high above, his voice echoing down t
The Hanging Chase
"Catch the steel beam before the draft throws you into the flames!" Marcus screamed to himself, his voice lost in the roaring inferno below.The explosion in the elevator shaft blew the entire rotunda floor into jagged stone confetti. Marcus was launched fifty feet into the open air above a rising sea of bright orange alchemical fire. Heat scorched his face as he plummeted toward the burning abyss, but he whipped his pale left hand forward with desperate speed.Three thick strands of liquid shadow shot from his fingertips, wrapping tightly around a structural steel cable crisscrossing the upper rafters of the tilting palace tower.SNAP-TIGHT.The shadow tethers yanked taut with bone-jarring force. Marcus swung in a wide arc across the hollowed interior of the palace, his boots missing the churning ocean of liquid fire by less than three feet. The heat below was intense, blistering his cheeks as he used his momentum to pull himself up the thick metal line."I need to reach the upper ba
The Ancestral Phantom
"Stay away from me, Grandfather!" Marcus shouted, his boots sliding back an inch on the slick, root-choked marble floor.The reanimated corpse of the old commander did not answer. It took another heavy, sloshing step down the grand staircase. Inside its paper-thin chest, the bright yellow alchemical fluid sloshed violently behind its swollen ribcage. A faint purple light flared from the corpse's pale forehead, and suddenly the air around Marcus grew unnaturally heavy.THUMMM.A localized gravity field slammed into Marcus like a falling stone block. The invisible pressure did not crush him downward. It pulled him forward, dragging his boots across the wet stone straight toward the landing."You are not going to turn us into a bomb!" Marcus grunted, digging the heel of his ice-encased right foot into a crack between the floor tiles.The mutated body opened its long arms wide, reaching out to pull Marcus into a tight, crushing embrace. The yellow fluid inside the corpse was churning fast
The Corrupted Vaults
"Do not breathe, or every single pod on this wall will open," Marcus whispered to himself, his back pressed against the slick, pulsing stone of the inner hallway.The massive brass doors behind him were sealed tight, cutting off the sounds of the battle raging outside on the palace steps. The interior of the royal palace was unrecognizable. The grand marble halls had been hollowed out from floor to ceiling, replaced by thick, weeping ironwood roots, black moss, and towering hive structures that smelled of bitter sap and rot. It looked less like a noble residence and more like a cavern deep within the Wilds."I need to get to the grand staircase," Marcus rasped, wiping a line of fresh blood from his lip with his pale left hand. His ribs burned where the avatar's shockwave had hit him, but there was no time to rest.He took three careful steps down the narrow stone corridor. The walls on both sides were lined with hundreds of translucent, wet pods. Inside each bulbous casing, the pale,
The Avatar’s Gate
"Hold the front line before that monster crushes the artillery!" Silas bellowed, his voice booming over the sound of grinding stone.The twenty-foot avatar of ironwood and star-matter took a heavy step down the marble stairs, its eight crystalline blades scraping along the ground. The swirling cosmic core in its chest pulsed with a blinding purple light, sending a wave of distortion across the plaza."First company, shoot!" a Blackwood officer shouted, waving his sword down.A volley of heavy lead shot and blue alchemical charges flew through the air, heading straight for the avatar's chest. But as the projectiles entered a thirty-foot circle around the creature, they suddenly slowed down. The bullets crept through the air like flies stuck in thick honey, dropping uselessly to the marble steps one by one."The shots are stopping in mid-air!" Clara yelled from her position behind the front line. "It is altering the air around it!""It is not altering the air," Lyra said, her eyes widen
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