Chapters (44)
- The Rising
- Table of Contents
- The Work
- The New
- The Miracle
- The Battle of the Heights
- The Losses
- The Rejection
- The Grieving
- The Brother
- The Legends
- The Women
- The Ink
- The Vengeance
- The Report
- The New Airen
- The Introduction
- The Adrift
- The Finding
- The Training
- The Assignments
- The Shimmering
- The Interrogation
- The Drawing
- The Revelation
- The Escape
- The Rainbow
- The Discussion
- The Deep
- The Dragons
- The Visit
- The Reckoning
- The Twist
- The Examination
- The Tomes
- The Feint
- The Pursuit
- The Rising
- The Aftermath
- Chapter One Hundred & Fifty-Five
- The Epilogue
- About the Author
- Books by Kristen Ashley
- Connect with Kristen Ashley
And suddenly, emanating some ways away from where Silence had been before, a stream of fire came from nothing, but shot all around, creating a wide circle of flame around the pit.
Those within the circle of fire, including the rulers and the Beasts, were stuck there.
But those without it were kept out.
“We have Silence! Concentrate on one!” True bellowed.
The men and women (gnomes, fairies, pixies and sprites) of the rulers dealt with the remaining enemy within the circle of fire as Mars fought his way to his queen.
She reappeared as he hefted her up with one arm so she sat atop his shoulders. She curled her legs under his arms, tucking the tops of her feet against his back.
True drew up Farah in the same manner.
Cassius raced to Elena and hauled her up on his shoulders.
Aramus hefted up Ha-Lah.
And…
Teddy’s heart jumped when…
They…
Let…
Fly!
Teddy nearly stood to watch as fire soared from both of Silence’s palms, at the same time one of the Beasts was swept up in a whirlwind it seemed was created by Farah who was twirling a hand around. And his body elongated grotesquely as Elena held her arms out, hands palm down, anchoring its feet to the stone.
It writhed in agony and Teddy’s stomach clutched as its brethren roared in camaraderie and started to make their way to their sibling.
As swift as they were, they were too late.
Of a sudden, Ha-Lah raised an arm and an angmostros reared up over the cliff, one of its heads rising high, then bowing low, its monstrous mouth open.
It clamped down, not fully having the thing in its gullet, and as its lethal teeth pierced flesh, black ooze shot from its middle before its bottom half exploded in a burst of the same.
A cacophony of hideous shrieks filled the air from the remaining Beasts.
The angmostros head slithered away, jaws dripping ooze, gullet rippling with its swallow, as all the prophesied turned on the advancing brethren.
Silence held one back by fire.
Farah one by wind.
While Ha-Lah called a wave and took one off its feet.
It slipped along the rock and fell over the side of the cliff.
Silence resurrected the fire the wave had doused and then hurled a ball of flame that struck her Beast in its face and threw the creature back.
The one to its left suddenly shrieked and batted at what appeared to be nothing as the fur covering its body opened up seemingly on its own, blood flowing out.
“The Mystics are keeping it occupied! Concentrate!” Princess Serena screamed.
Fire, wind and the return of the sea creature commenced.
The Beast that flew over the side climbed back up it, made the top and raced through the circle of flame toward its stretching sibling.
But the angmostros clamped down and black ooze blasted out.