She walked into the eye of the rift, left
alone by the Cultists she passed. Maybe
they saw my attunment and believe I have changed sides. Anneleigh
wondered. Whatever the reason, it is
another stroke of luck.
Anneleigh entered the rift and surveyed the
scene. The foci were placed in the
corners of the rift, along the outside.
Inside she could see two large towers soaking energy from the rift, as
well as four altars protected by magic.
Anneleigh approached the first foci.
The sound of Alsbeth laughing came from above. Anneleigh turned her head to see the Endless
leader perched in a protective bubble high above the rift.
“So you’ve found a way to pass into the
rift. Clever girl. But you’re too late, Little Ascended. Regulose will walk Telara once more.”
With her dagger, Anneleigh pierced the
glassy surface of the foci, tearing easily through its human made metal. Energy poured from the tear and as it did so
less energy was focused on the rift.
“Meddlesome
fool!” Alsbeth cried. “I should have
taken care of you in Gloamwood before you discovered our plot. No matter, my pets will take care of you now.”
With a wave of her hand Alsbeth released countless
undead. They rose up from the earth and
settled around the altars, but when Anneleigh approached she was blasted
backward. She looked for a weak,
unprotected spot, and her eyes found the towers. They
sparked with energy, apparently producing or focusing power, but she was able
to reach them. Cutting the power cords
and jamming the receptor at the peak of the tower seemed to weaken the
protective spell surrounding the altars.
She preformed the same task on the second tower.
Alsbeth’s temper grew, and she opened the
rift further, but with one foci damaged, and the towers out of commission, it
was not powerful enough to pass the ward.
“Guardian, you only delay the
inevitable and now you will pay for your crimes against the Endless Court.” Alsbeth shouted as her bubble flitted
away.
The endless undead circled Anneleigh. “My only chance is to close the rift.”
Anneleigh thought to herself. She
thought of the other rifts she had seen in her journey. He closed the fire rift in Rock Ridge, but the
only death rift was closed by Gwyddon in Gloamwood. In both cases the rift sealed when the planar
foes were dead. Fighting first with her
arrows, and then her daggers, she dispatched the undead protecting the
altars. With the protectors and power
towers out of commission she was able to approach the offerings. Placed on top of the altar was a bone
fragment. Anneleigh smashed it with the
blunt end of her dagger. At the same
moment a woman, dressed in court finery, appeared beside her, reached out and
grabbed her by the throat.
Noble bones and noble grudges? Anneleigh wondered? Alsbeth has protected this rift with the
tormented souls of long dead Mathosian’s who blame the Ascended for their
deaths? Anneleigh considered the
implication but then drove her dagger into the belly of the woman. Anneleigh destroyed the other bones, causing
three more deaths of three more nobles. When the final nobleman was done, the rift
sealed. Although drained of energy, and the rift
sealed, Anneleigh still went to each of the other foci, now uninterrupted, and
shattered them for good measure. They
released their stored death energy, tainting the ground for a few minutes,
before everything in the eye was still.
Wow, just wow! So much passion.. So much everything... I have such little time save for when I work night shifts and Now I find myself longing for my next night shift so that I may read more. Outstanding stuff. I want to just drink it all in. :)
ReplyDeleteWow! Thank you very much. That is very kind and appreciated!
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