Aliandra Ali flew down the ventition shaft, growing ivy and creepers along the way before heading out through the ruined city toward the library. It wasn’t necessary to reect her domain through the shaft given that it flowed up through the library and out through the cavern she had given to Lira, but after having had the bulk of her domairoyed by dise once already, she felt safer having the redundant link. After all, she had wiped out half the Ruins of Dal’mohra dungeon by destrug the giant bone spire in the ter of the library and diseg the top from the bottom half of the domain. The top disected se had just colpsed, causing a moderate dungeon-break of the remaining Kobolds.
Besides the giant Elder Tree growing up through the ter of the library and spreading its brahroughout the upper forest cavern, she hadn’t cimed much of the rui. All she had was a thin trail of moss and mushrooms following the path they had taken through the city, glittering like a giant slug had wound its way between the ruined buildings. Or like the mana trails of Naia’s dungeon. I o visit her again.
Besides that, it was dark – that was the overall impressio as she flew over the a, dusty, bone-encrusted stone ruins. Almost all the light came from her tiny golden mushrooms, shining like glitter along the narrow moss path, her barrier magid the Luminous Slime she was carrying with her.
She turhe issue over in her mind, trying to figure out what she wao do. She was loath to make too drastic of a ge here – both from the enormous effort it would take and also, she admitted to herself, because it held so maimental memories for her.
But I should do something, she thought as she flew through the doorway into the upper level of the library.
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a blinding fsh of light and searing pain as something sizzled across her face. She screamed, tumbling off her barrier and crag her head against the cold hard stone as everythi dark.
Instinctively, she snapped a spherical barrier into pce around herself and struggled to blink as her Kobolds screeched and chirped in arm. All she could sense in her sudden blindness was the mana from her Fire Mage shooting a firebolt, and the holy magic her Acolyte immediately sent her way. A sudden, intense beam of mana appeared, and her Kobold mage let out a pierg screech. She felt him hit the ground through her Martial Insight.
Fuck, I ’t see a thing. Suddenly reminded of her unusually potent perception skill, she spent enough mana to sm her awareness into all three of her minions, and images of the library abruptly flickered through her brain.
She gasped at the sight of her own ruined face seen from the eyes of her Acolyte. Something had burnt a line across the bridge of her nose and both eyes, leaving only bed flesh. Her struggling Fire Mage gnced in the opposite dire and out irium, h below one of the enormous boughs of the Elder Tree, was a glowing disk of unduting light about half a meter in diameter.
Corust Ray – Elemental – level 33 (Light)
The monster’s e-red spine glowed intensely as its main attack powered up again. Fuck! My barrier is worthless against that. Instantly, she realized just how exposed and vulnerable she was trying to hide inside her transparent bubble.
Desperately, she grasped for the only thing she could think of – the heavy stone of the floor. It ed and flowed in respoo her will and magic, rising from the ground to create a wall of stone.
With an audible hum and a blinding fsh, the ray fired again, this time striking her hastily structed stone barrier, leaving a glowing trail of mana-infused sg as the potent light magic melted part-way through the stone. Ali didn’t let up, p more and more mana into her Domain Mastery, reinf the mundane barrier between her and the monster, and drawing her Kobolds in behind it.
Ali took a breath, feeling the pain ebbing away as her Acolyte’s gentle magic healed the grievous wounds to her fad eyes. She blinked as her visiourned. Her Fire Mage popped his head out, snapping off a firebolt before dug back as the Corust Ray returned fire.
Keeping herself mostly behind the wall, she peeked her head out to look, and then immediately ducked back as the ray turoward her. Stupid, she thought, trying again, but this time using her Kobold instead. The ray still hovered out there, he trunk of the giant tree, below the enormous branch that stretched out overhead – a branch that reached to the bookshelves on the wall by the library doorway. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.
“Go,” she said, f a detailed image of what she wanted and sending it to her Luminous Slime. It was a plex idea – for a slime – and she had to override its desire to face the intruder. “Yes, I want you to go the other way,” she told it. It wobbled and blobbed its way over to the doorway, emoting frustration that she was making it run away. But she held the image of her instrus firmly in her mind, and as soon as it got to the doorway, she made it climb, just like she had seen Naia demonstrate. And just like back then, the slime scaled the sheer stone wall with the same ease she would have walking on a paved road. Up and up it went, until it reached the outstretched branches of the tree, brushing up against the wall.
While her Kobolds ehe ray directly, she sent her slime along the brantil she could see it lined up just above the flying light elemental.
“Drop,” she sent, and it did. The rush of its primal excitement filled her as it nded directly on top of the Corust Ray with an audible plop. Pseudopods of glowiransparent slime shot out of the creature, grappling with the enemy ray as it ehey weaved and swooped erratically, the ray struggling to keep flying uhe extra weight of the slime. With a reckless disregard for its own safety, the slime extended more and more pseudopods as it enveloped the ray with its body.
Ali closed her eyes right before the slime unleashed its dazzling light magic, warned by her seill ected with her minion. She could feel the body of the ray growing hot through the slime’s membrane, and it bsted its devastating magi ihe slime’s body. But the slime artially transparent, also a creature of light magic affinity, and the potent ray of light refracted through the slime, bsting out in a chaotic spray of beams, striking the walls and floor in all dires.
Ali dove for cover behind her wall of stone.
Still ected to her Acolyte, Ali realized she somehow khe attack had damaged her slime, but not nearly as much as she would have expected. Curious at the strange sense, she focused on her Acolyte and suddenly she realized she could see its health – and the health of the ray.
Is this Life Sense? Healer’s Sight?
The ray fired again, filling the library with brilliant beams of light, taking almost twenty pert of her slime’s health. The Acolyte eled her magito the slime, and Ali watched, fasated, as the slime’s life began to replenish, regrown uhe influence of the holy spell.
The ray’s health tis slow dee, ed by the acid within the slime enveloping it, giving Ali plenty of time to study the surprising new perception skill she had found in her Acolyte.
It’s slow, she realized. Her slime was winning because her Acolyte was healing it, but the two light-affinity monsters both seemed highly resistant to each other’s magic. As the ray began to falter, Ali summoned a barrier to catch the struggling pair while she tinued using the senses of her minions from behind the cover of her wall. The familiar chime sounded. Ah, there it is.
Ali checked quickly.
You have defeated Corust Ray – Elemental – level 33 (Light).
Domain Mastery has reached level 16.Martial Insight has reached level 28.
A ripple passed through her slime as it reverted to its normal spheroid-blob shape, boung slowly on her barrier out in the middle of the atrium.
“Aliandra, are you ok?” Lira’s voice carried across the space to her as her aunt emerged from the giant tree. “I heard a scream.”
“I’m over here,” she called out. “I’m fine.” … now. She flew her slime back to safety and fttened her wall bato the floor. “You told me monsters would be attracted to the mana, but I had no idea. My forest was full of zombies and skeletons when I got back, and now this elemental came in from the jungle down there.”
“I’m sorry, Aliandra,” Lira said. “This is all my–”
“It’s not your fault,” Ali answered before she could even go down that path. “I was surprised, that’s all.” It had not occurred to her that the jungle had two spawning pools and that they had left the door open, eg it with the library. The library which was now the de part of her domain mana. Thousands of wisps and glow bugs had been drawn in through that open doorway by the st of her mana – she should have expected something more dangerous.
“I’m not strong enough to close that door,” Ali said.
“I don’t think I am either,” Lira answered.
Briefly, Ali sidered summoning a Forest Guardian and sing her Empowered Summoner buff tth, but she decided she would rather keep the intelligence boost for now – she had a lot of work still to do. “I’ll wait for Mato to get back. This is… frustrating.”
Lira nodded, “We’re this. It’ll e.”
In the meantime, Ali flew down to the ground floor, bringing her minions with her just in case and trying to keep from gng over her shoulder every other breath, and structed a barrier to block the entire doorway, attag it to her domain mana. Then she summoned several Kobolds and a couple of Scalding Slimes, giving them orders to guard the library from intruders. She sent the slimes climbing the great tree, hopefully, to take advantage of a simir drop strategy to the one she had just used. It wasn’t a perfect defense, but it should do for now.
“What about the sed level?” Lira asked.
“Good point,” Ali said. Flying creatures could get through there, and those included Wyverns, bats, and the Corust Rays that annoyingly ignored her barriers. She blocked off the sed-level doorway too. Even though the rays could theoretically shht through it, at least they wouldn’t be able to enter.
Oh, they get up to the top level too, she suddenly realized, recalling the giant hole in the northern part of the upper city level. It presumably ected all the way down to the jungle level. This is trickier than I thought. If the monsters had access to the upper city ruins, they could use the ventition shaft to access the forest cavern. She blocked off the upper doorway with another barrier and decided that would have to do. She had some minions to protect her while she slept in case something got through the long way.
Seth
Your Undead Blight has increased to 84.
Seth groaned and rolled over, iently squashing his fa the cold stone fgstones of his cell. It was freezing cold without even a b, and he was starving, bruised, and battered from the unwatentions of his bored captors. There was even an unhealed stab wound on his arm from when rad had ‘missed’ during his dagger-throwing practice.
Out of all his kidnappers, Seth hated rad the most. He was always bored, and whenever he was on guard duty, he would pi him, or one of the other prisoners he knew were kept in cells nearby. And he loved pain – so long as it wasn’t his own.
His cell was entirely bare other than himself and the small tin bowl taining a foul gruel over by the doorway. But as hungry as Seth was, rad had relieved himself in it, and he wasn’t quite that desperate yet.
Besides, he was going to die.
The undead blight he had caught during his forced servitude to Alexander Gray had ed almost eighty-five pert of his maximum health now, and he had just over two weeks before it cimed him. He grimaced at that thought, but no matter how bad his current situation was, it was nothing pared to that pulsion colr.
For a while, he had dreamed of iing his captors with the blight and enjoying their surprise, but when it had finally happened rad had just retrieved a glowing green potion and drank it, tinuing business as normal.
I wonder what they’ll think when they find my animated corpse in here?
If the undead blight didn’t kill him, the specter of his horrifiatural css still loomed over him like a dark cloud. If that unlocked, he would be hated across the kingdom, driven away at best, and at worst killed on sight for having itted the crime of neancy. It was rather ironic though – the kidnappers kept f trials on him, hoping ter the unlock of a css that would fetch them a substantial price. He wasn’t about to tell them the truth.
He found he didn’t much care either way, having been forced to e to terms with the iability of it. On the bright side, either death would save him from being forced into a css of his kidnappers’ choosing and sold into svery for the rest of his life. I think there’s something wrong with me… shouldn’t I be terrified? He wondered again about the lingering effects on his psyche of being subjected to Alexander Gray’s torture.
Despite his unily calm acceptance of his situation, he instantly te the sound of heavy boots oairs, having quickly learo identify who they beloo. There were some muffled voices as the guard ged, the g of locks and doors followed by the sound ing, and then finally the heavy wooden door to his cell block opened with a bang. The metallic clig of iron-toed boots approached, scraping against the hard stone.
“Now then, you are the st of this batch. It’s time for practice,” he announced, ah instantly firmed his fear. “You hear that, blight boy? It’s your lucky day today!”
rad.
“Don’t you o help me unlock a valuable css?” Seth croaked. Anything to dey rad. Although it was not likely to slow him down at all.
“Oh, but I am! I’m going to teach you a very valuable css: Target.” He ughed at his own stupid joke, opening the iron-barred door to Seth’s tiny cell. “e on, you know the drill. All you morons unlock Laborer or Farmer anyway, and Hawkhurst doesn’t pay too much for those.”
Seth did know the drill – he had already learhe hard way not to fight it. Sullenly, he followed rad out of the cell and into the room where he was made to stand up against the thick wooden door with his arms outstretched. His heart thumped in his throat, all his previous fatalistic calm vanishing at the prospect of violence.
“Obedient today. Good.”
It was not like he had a choice. He had beeen unscious several times and he wasn’t even sure how many days he had lost. This kidnapping operation did not spend any money on healing or potions for their prisoners. In fact, Seth had been shocked that they had ignored his blight, telling him it was his responsibility to get a good css and whoever bought him would pay to have him healed. If they knew how bad it was – how close to killing him – they would probably not have been quite so nont about it.
“Time to warm up my arm, ey?” rad decred.
Seth winced as the first dagger whipped past his ear, nig it, and drawing a little blood. He stared at rad as he picked up a sed dagger – the thug would beat him if he closed his eyes, too.
“Looks like my aim is good today,” he said, letting out a guffaw, before throwing his dagger.
One dagger thumped into the wood between his legs. The struder his left arm. The third pierced through the palm of his right hand. Seth screamed, uo hold it back even knowing he would be hurt for making a noise.
rad just ughed and threw the dagger, pung through his shoulder just uhe colrbone. Seth colpsed in a heap on the ground to the sound of rad’s cruel ughter.
“Get up, you worthless piece of shit, I’m not done practig yet,” rad said.
Through the haze of paih heard a pure chime sounding in his mind.
You have gaihe css Undead ander.
Undead ander has reached level 1.+10 attribute points.
You have gained an affinity for Death mana.
Oh no… The css had unlocked, the seed of death Alexander Gray had sowed within him had finally bloomed, and with it, Seth felt a powerful surge of chilling energy c through his veins.
He shivered untrolbly, but the notifications spilled out like an avanche of dark fate.
You have gaihe css skill Summon Votile Wraith.Summon Votile Wraith – level 1Mana: Summon a Votile Wraith to attack your enemies. Duration: 15 seds. Recharge: 5 seds.Death, Minion, IntelligenceYou have gaihe css skill Raise Skeleton.Raise Skeleton – level 1Requires: Corpse.Mana: Summon a skeletal warrior minion. Reserve: by level.Death, Minion, IntelligenceYou have gaihe css skill Raise Zombie.Raise Zombie – level 1Requires: Corpse.Mana: Summon a zombie minion. Reserve: by level.Death, Minion, Intelligence
You have gaihe css skill Eyes of the Damned.Eyes of the Damned – level 1You are attuo death mana. You perceive with the senses of your minions. Higher intelligence allows you to use more sources of perception simultaneously.Death, Minion, Intelligence, PerceptionYou have gaihe css skill Curse.Curse – level 1Mana: Curse your enemy with one of your known curses.Known Curses: Amplify Damage.Death, Curse, Intelligence
You have gaihe css skill Undead ander.Undead anderUndead minions gain additional armor and magical resistance.Mana: Sacrifi undead minion to gain its health and mana over the 30 seds. Recharge: 5 minutes. Death, Minion, Mastery, Endurance, Wisdom.
Seth groarying to roll over. All of a sudden, his mana twisted, and a pulse of dark energy shot out, crawling across the room like a bova ball of lightning.
Curse has reached level 2.
“What the fuck!” rad yelled as a twisting knot of darkness settled within his body. “Neancer!”
rad started to sprint across the room with a dagger raised in his hand, fear and murder in his eyes, but the eerie power caused him to lurd stumble against a worn, bloodstained wooden bench.
“No… no… this ’t be happening…” Seth whispered. I don’t want to die.
Somehow, there art of him that had failed to accept his fate. A part that was barely strohan his loathing for Alexander Gray and the terrible gift he had left him. Neancy was evil, but he still didn’t want to die.
He raised his head and stared at the eerie phenomenon. Dark wisps of a miasma billowed out from his own body, and within the chest of his charging captor, the dark tangled knot of a curse twisted and writhed.
Fumbling with inexperience, Seth shoved mana at the first skill on his list. He hadn’t even had the time to read it. A translut shadoeared in the air before him, half there and half not. Seth recoiled at the wrongness of it. With a shriek that echoed through his bones a fingers of ice up his spihe thing flew out and bit rad, passing right through the arm he raised to protect himself.
rad screamed with bloodcurdling pain and shed blindly at it with his dagger, but the monster of shadows barely rippled as the bde passed through it and emerged from the other side.
It bit him again.
Seth shuddered; an urgeo scream rising in his throat, but instead, he cowered in the er, shivering from the pain and the horror of whatever he had just unleashed upon the world. He stared, aghast, at the one-sided fight. rad filed about with his dagger, terrified to the point of incoherence, uo hit whatever it was while it simply swooped around his head, darting in rapidly again and again. And every time it touched him, he screamed in pain.
Suddenly, the moopped in mid-air. A rapid shiver pulsed through its ethereal form, briefly fring with darkness. Then it exploded; a silent bst of bck light. rad dropped, his head boung off the ratty rug. The dark energy swirled back toward Seth, and to his intense surprise, the dagger wounds on his hand and shoulder began to close.
You have defeated Thug – Human – level 3.
In the distance, muffled shouts percoted down to his hearing. The sounds of his kidnappers raising the arm, and the thudding of boots running across the floor overhead.
Shit. How could this day get any worse?
No doubt rad’s screams had been heard throughout the building. He sed the skill notifications for his css, desperate, now, for anything that might save him. In his cursed css list, he found something. Three things to be exact. Raise Skeleton, Eyes of the Damned, and Curse.
Sick to his stomach, trying desperately to ignore what this would mean for him, he cast Raise Skeletoargeted rad’s corpse lying on the ground, unleashing a ropy tendril of bck mana that rushed to fill the dead flesh and, just like Gran, the skeleton shifted. It tore itself free from the clutches of the freshly dead flesh with a spray of blood and gore that paihe walls red.
Seth retched in the er, but there was no food left in his stomach.
Warrior – Undead Skeleton – level 1Your reserved mana has increased by +8.
In trepidation, he looked up to find the dripping skeleton standing silently in a gruesome puddle. The loud footsteps reached the stairs outside.
“What are you doing? G… get the dagger…” Seth yelled at the awful thing, his voice crag uhe strain.
The skeleton turned slowly, and then walked over to the dagger and picked it up, its feet making g sounds as the boruck the fgstones.
Seth turned away, trying to avoid looking at it. Instead, he pushed open the heavy wooden door, staring down the poorly lit corridor to the stairwell at the end. He reached his hand around the edge of the door and summoned a Votile Wraith – the strange spirit creature of death mana that had killed rad.
The uhly screech echoed loudly in the hall as the thing shot off toward the stairs, ah closed the door, activating Eyes of the Damned. He could tell he could use his skeleton, but he chose the Votile Wraith instead, and suddenly his perspective lurched sideways.
He was in the dark corridor, zipping around the er and flying up the stairs with uhly speed. Everything around him was a monoatic haze, illuminated with a strange, flowing, creepy light – almost as if he wasn’t quite here in the realm of the living. The walls, the floor, the corridor all seemed gray and washed out, and every now and then something flickered just outside of his vision, but wheried to see what it was, it just seemed like the corridor.
Do I have enough mana for this? The thought suddenly crashed into his mind. He had never used mana for anything except Identify before, and now he ending it without thinking. Think, think, think! If he didn’t get trol, he wasn’t making it out of here alive. Quickly, he pulled up his status to check, but to his surprise, it was not his own status that he saw in front of him.
Race: Undead Spirit
Css: Votile Wraith – level 1
- Touch of Death – level 1Mana: Attack doih Magic damage. Raouch.Death, Intelligence
- Votile Detonation – level 1Explode, ing all remaining mana to do Death Magic damage to everything around ye: 3 feet. Trigger: Death.Death, Area, Trigger, Intelligence
Aptitudes- Mana (Affinity): Death- Incorporeal: Immuo physical damage, attacks ignore armor- Life Drain: Critical strikes cause Life Drain instead of Critical Damage- Damage Absorption (Racial): Death damage is absorbed as healing- Immunities (Racial): Poison- Vulnerabilities (Racial): +50% extra damage from Holy- Unstable: Dies after 15 sedsAttributes- Vitality: 1- Perception: 4- Intelligence: 6- Wisdom: 6
Health: 10/10Mana: 60/60
He stared at the status sheet in shock, when suddenly, several figures careened around the er into view, each glowing with a strange light in the gray world. He saw a fsh ah’s vision snapped back to the room behind the closed door. Screams echoed from down the hall.
Three of them.
“You’d better be tough,” he muttered to his skeleton as he hauled on the heavy wooden door. “You go first.” Seth crept through the doorway into the dimly lit hallway, making his skeleton go in front. As soon as he was through, three of his kidnappers appeared at the far end of the hall brandishing various swords and daggers.
“Get him!”
“Don’t let him escape.”
“Kill it!”
His skeleton did not o be anded, it turned and broke into a shambling, awkward run down the hallway, gripping the dagger with its finger bohree sets of eyes widened as the men clearly realized the peril.
Seth’s heart hammered his chest as he tried to fold himself into the wall.
Focus, he told himself. He had his pn – rudimentary as it was – and he o stick to it. Curse… He had no idea how it worked; he had used it instinctively against rad the first time, but now he fumbled awkwardly with his skill. e on, e on… Barely a moment before his skeleton reached the charging men, his skill fred with mana and a searing pain burned down his right arm. A dark writhing ball shot from his hand and down the corridor, settling upon the first assaint. The thug flinched, earning himself a dagger i from the skeletoh gulped and cast his Amplify Damage curse on the attacker while they filed with swords and shouted in fear.
It is terrifying, he agreed, watg the skeleton stabbing at them. Various sword strikes cracked against the gore-spttered bone, sending splinters flying. But his skeleton ighe damage, taking several skill-assisted strikes before one of its hands went flying into the wall in a shower of bos. The loss of the hand didn’t seem to have any effe the skeleton, but Seth couldn’t rely on just the slow-moving monster anyway. He summoned another Votile Wraith, finding the scream to be just as jarring as the first time. But it shot off at high speed to bite his foes.
He g the skill description quickly and summoned a sed ohey seemed to be limited only by his avaible mana and the speed at which he could cast them. Just like a fireball? A twisted, evil fireball that bites people’s souls before exploding. He grimaced, but he couldn’t afford to hold back.
With a dark bst, the first wraith exploded in a fsh and a pulse of twisted energy. To Seth’s surprise, his skeleton’s hand began to grow bad the splinters and chips along its arms sealed over. The sed wraith exploded, and this time the pulse of dark energy returo him, healing his wounds a little more, as one of the kidnappers colpsed.
You have defeated Thief – Human – level 2.
Seth cast Raise Skeleton on the corpse. A sed skeleton rose, ripping itself out of the corpse, it showered the two remaining kidnappers with gore and then turo face them. ons cttered to the ground as both remaining kidnappers screamed and fled.
Your reserved mana has increased by +8.
“Go after them!” Seth whispered and summoned another Votile Wraith to chase after them. Waiting till the hallway was clear, he followed along, stooping to pick up a sword on the way.
By the time he scaled the stairs, the door en and there was no sign of the kidnappers anywhere. All he could see was the darkness of the alley outside.
Cautiously, he emerged from what seemed to be a decrepit old warehouse in some rundown part of the town and gnced about. It seemed they had been using the abandoned building as cover for their kidnapping operation. Not a soul could be seen in the deserted alleyway, but the night sky was beginning to lighten, and he kneould not be too far off.
And people.
He o avoid people at all costs. I’m a Neanow. His eyes came to rest on an iron grate set into the stone pavement. With er ideas, he crept over to it and tried to lift it, but he wasn’t nearly strong enough.
“Lift that,” he anded, pointing. His two skeletons immediately walked over and pulled the grating up. Handy, he thought, gng at the two skeletons that seemed to obey his every whim. Just like him…
He was alive – although he wasn’t quite certain that was the best oute anymore. He stared down the dark hole with the rusty iron dder. Is this my life now? Do I want to stay alive like this? Seth rubbed his arms, but the ski all wrong.
It doesn’t matter, this blight will still kill me. Although the pain had diminished with his new css, he could still see the dark tendrils of its miasma billowing off of him. At least I get off the streets. That way, he could avoid killing anyone wheurned into a zombie. Any more people, he corrected himself, realizing he had just killed two people with skeletons and undead wraiths.
He slowly desded the rusty iron staples into the darkness of the sewers, taking his despised and feared death magid skeletons with him.
Malika Malika sat cross-legged oone sb overlooking the waterfall in the mountains above the town of Kezda. Her eyes were closed, and she was meditating while following the guidance of Rezan as he instructed her in the appropriate forms. The icy mountain air, the sound of falling water, and the fine spray on her face all helped to calm her mind. Her body and soul were rec, still very weakened, but her maximum life, mana, and stamina were slowly returning to normal under Rezan’s expert guidance.
He had said they would have returo normal on their owime, now that she had awakened her bloodline, but this way was safer and much faster. Malika weled the serene enviro and the opportunity to learn from the elder’s wisdom and the deep well of his experience. Her initial impression of him as a harsh taskmaster dispensing teag with his fists a had rapidly fallen away as she discovered his kindness and patiend the powerful desire to help the people he could.
“I think you’re ready, Malika,” Rezan intoned, his voice soothing and calm. “Slowly reach outward a your mind ect with your senses. Do it carefully and stop if anything is painful. I will watch your energy.”
Malika breathed deeply, as she had been taught, holding her mind calm and in the meditative state she had been cultivating under his guidance. She let the prickle of ay and the fear of anticipated pain fall away as she tried to ect with her senses. She took another slow, deep breath and tinued.
In the darkness of her mind, with her eyes closed, a spark of light fred. It was right in front of her as if it had always been there, simply waiting for her to notice it. As her energy flowed slowly around her body, the light brightened and crified, pulsing softly. Curiosity rose within her, pushing the previous ay away. Light surrouhe pulse and it too slowly crified into the form of a human, sitting cross-legged.
Rezan Jin. She k was him without even opening her eyes. The pulsing light within the ter of his chest was the energy of his heart. The light surrounding it was his muscles and body. He was cirg his energy throughout his body in an even floearing as white light that glowed within him under her magical sight.
“I see you,” Malika said at st.
“Good,” he said. As he spoke, she saw the energy flickering around his lungs, throat, and mouth. He raised an arm and she saw the energy flowing through the muscles making his movement possible. “Expand your awareness, now, to include Ha, Basir, and yourself,” he instructed.
She found it to be an easy task, her awareness expanding naturally as she willed it, and new lights entered her sight. Rezan’s disciples were clearly visible, their light not nearly as powerful as his, but steady and clear behind and to either side of her. Her own energy was visible to her also, a little trickier to observe because of the point of view at the ter of her sphere of awareness. She watched, entranced, as the movement of her body was veyed to her mind as a delicate dance of light.
Slowly she opened her eyes, finding that her sense of his energy was still visible, overpping naturally with her mundane sight. Ha and Basir were still visible by their energy even though they were behind her and not visible to her eyes.
“In a day or two, you should be recovered enough to learn how to use it in bat,” Rezan said.
Soul Sight has reached level 2.
The notificatio a peal of relief rippling and eg through the otherwise calm surface of her mind. Not for the skill level itself, but for what it represented – her bloodline was truly healed, and her skills could finally grow. And with her newly awakened bloodline, and the bonus from her aptitude, the precision and rah which she could see had both dramatically improved.
Soul Sight – level 2You see the flow of energy (stamina) all around you. You sense hostile i. You anticipate the physical movement and attacks of your oppos. Range: 45.3 feet.Soul, Bloodline, Perception, Wisdom
She puffed out her cheeks. It’s a art.
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