Chapter Eighty-Seven – Hell on Earth
Lucy knew that Anzu wasn’t incorrect about her predicament. It had been ages since the need for her to handle a battle firsthand. She felt sluggish—rusty, down to her senses and joints—but she was worst of all bogged down with intense, confusing emotions. It didn’t matter to her in that moment, or perhaps her mind was too scattered to worry, because she knew she had to stop her own sister there and then unless more people were to be hurt.
A fire burned in her eyes. More literally, up her hand. The fingers on her right began to glow like hot iron, with the heat warping the air around her skin. Like a wild animal, she lunged a quick step forwards before slamming down her hand, and from it came huge blade-like waves of fire that burned trails in the dirt behind them. Hellfire Claw!
Four in total came careening towards Anzu. Immediately, she brought up her hands like a cross before her chest, and she stood her ground like a statue in the sand. Her eyes flashed, and ice materialized rapidly in front of her to form a towering shield of frosted crystal. Two of the fiery blasts collided with and shook the barrier. Though it didn’t break, it cracked, and steam shot off to cloud the area around them.
Chapter Eighty-Six – Icy Hot
The door opened slowly to a silent, unsettling hall. Lucy stepped inside, followed by her two younger sisters, Kali and then Mara. She took lead, as was her way, and although they didn’t hear anything, they proceeded with subtlety. The home was small and within an ordinary residential district, and although they did have the means to wipe the memory of mortals that may see them, they were on high alert for the potential owners of such an abode.
Complete and utter silence was impossible for all three of them. Kali, being a master of stealth and trickery, was more than capable, but with all of them combined, their footfalls didn’t fall on deaf ears. They suddenly heard the sounds of muffled, panicked voices.
“There’s people here,” whispered Mara.
Lucy brought a finger to her lips, and beckoned them farther. They turned the corner to spot two humans tied to chairs, with not only their mouths gagged, but their eyes covered. There was no need for the latter, unless the culprit knew there was something they weren’t meant to see. It had to be Anzu’s work. She cared that much at least.
Chapter Eighty-Four – Freedom
As Eldrian remained backed up against the wall upon his mattress, he had to do something, but if he was seen casting a spell, it would yet again be broken. He thought quickly and started to create a magical symbol on the wall with a single hand, and in the meantime, he stalled by speaking. It was slow at first, but the man didn’t notice. Then, he took one final move and blinded him temporarily. That was why he spat. It granted him just enough time to finish, and fortunately, he was none the wiser.
Next all he needed to do was wait for the perfect moment. The spell infused into the wall directly behind his back was similar to his Push spell, but he could activate it remotely. Escape was soon approaching. Just a little farther, and…
The spell went off perfectly, sending Eldrian up and towards the man looming over him. His head crushed the man’s nose and dazed him. He flew over the man laying upon the ground, already preparing another spell, this however was not to be aimed at him.
Chapter Eighty-Three – Doin’ It For Themselves
Sweat ran down from beneath Lucy’s hair and down the bridge of her nose as her muscles tensed—hands locked on pieces of metal to adjust the direction of their teleportation mechanism. Mara helped as well, though she wasn’t quite tall enough to reach it all. Meanwhile, Kali stood back with her eyes closed, and pointed in various directions.
“That’s right. A little bit to the left… stage left. That’s the other left. And up next. I think.”
Lucy was feeling exhausted, as were the rest of them. They had been tirelessly working toward finding and putting a stop to their sister’s scheme. At the very least, they wanted to speak with her. “You think?”
“Right there! It’s hard to narrow it down to a specific point, but I think Kevin is right about there. You sure about this, though? We’ll probably be popping right into a prison cell or something. You know what they do with wizards there.”
It’s been quite some time. I apologize for the delay, but real life stuff yadda yadda. The important thing is the New Year is coming, and you should expect to see more wizardly adventures sooner than later!
There won’t be a chapter uploaded tomorrow, so don’t be confused! I won’t post a date for the next chapter this time around. While I’d like to release one for next Tuesday, real life has been a little chaotic lately. But TSW will return. Stay tuned~!
Chapter Eighty-One – Pain
The wildness was frigid far north in Alberta, near the eastern border. Zayna didn’t seem to mind despite her attire. Daveon, Renatta, Deena, and Arlandria followed behind her garbed in goats and scarves as they delved deeper between the trees. There were hardly even the sounds of animals around them as they neared a dark cave entrance within the rocky hills.
“This is it,” Zayna explained. “Anzu and the others. We were all staying here. She called us Sagitta Malum.”
“So she probably wants a lot more than we’ve seen already, if she’s given her people a name,” said Daveon.
“She never said exactly what she wanted in the end, but it seemed that way, yes. Now be on guard. There’s no telling who’s going to be in here. But if she is, we’ll make her pay for this.”