Mary Wilson
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From the pod’s refuse, a body emerged and formed in front of us. Scales and bones condensed into plates that ran across the front of the four legged creature. It gawked with a reptile’s eyes, slitted but intelligent. The hulking torso of the creature flowed together like a deadly machine, its movements like music made with muscle and bone. The beast reminded me of a tiger with no fur, bones placed over it instead. From its neck, a mane of jagged femurs expanded out, and the monster roared at us. The…-
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I scanned through a few of the books over the next few hours. It took a bit, but I got an idea of what the meta was for rune writing. None of it meshed in with what I understood about the process. Everything in a textbook applied but only in a vacuum, not in actual practice. It was the oddest thing I found about lots of texts. They dished out dense clusters of information, yet somehow, none of it ever applied to whatever I studied. Even worse, this book mentioned mana channeling as a foolhardy,…
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I waited there for a while, observing both of them. The symptoms of the petal bugs infection riddled them from head to toe, and it left me wondering what I could’ve done to stop it. I considered and rewound what I said and did in the conversation with them. In the end, I came up with no real answers. Despite what happened to them, I still resented them and how they treated me. However, at no point did I ever hate them. Peering at the both of them, I wondered about Michael’s family back in their…
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I froze in place, my heart stopping. His voice compelled me to stand, but my mind roared at me to stay still. He could be lying, so I stayed seated, resisting the temptation of his voice once more. As time passed, the iron grip of my steeled mind loosened up. Sweat poured down my temples and forehead. Every part of my body screamed out, commanding me to stand and listen to him. His voice was a gun on my forehead, his words compelling me to obey. Narrowing my eyes, I stayed firm. I bit my lip until blood…
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Ready for anything, I slowed my pace to a crawl. Plastic covered several buildings. People wore hazmat suits. They spoke with radio intercoms, sterilizing agents being sprayed everywhere. For some reason, they quarantined the area. If my guess was right, that’s why the Force of Iron captured Michael and Kelsey to begin with. Before moving on, I opened my status, giving the others a quick update. Pacing forward, screams echoed from inside buildings, muffled behind plastic linings. Gurgling oozed, a…
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Althea frowned before sending a message. She shrugged before we crawled further back until we were out of earshot of the guards. With a few quick swipes, my shovel hands clawed through the dirt in large chunks. What would’ve been hours of work for a normal person passed by in seconds before I submerged underground. Althea crawled off, chopping at portions of the railroad tracks. Althea sliced the steel bars and threw in a pile of them at the burrow’s entrance. I kept digging while she…
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I grasped one of the spiked prongs along my elbow and jerked. It stayed strut over my skin, the metal strong and dense. I peered up, wondering how harvesting this would work. After wracking my head, I channeled augmentation through my palm. I let the energy course and strip the skin away. In seconds, it bled through my health. As my fingernails loosened and the skin softened, so its connection to the armor over my limbs. I peeled the armor off my hand, the bloody remnants beneath grotesque and molten.…
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Heading out towards the forest’s edge, Althea raised a hand to me, “I wanted to thank you for capturing me that day we met.” I scratched the back of my head, remembering the bloody battle, “You sure you want to thank me? I wasn’t the one that captured you either. That was Torix.” Althea faded between trees, “I talked with Torix, and you’re one of the biggest reasons I’m still here. Your armor gave me this opportunity, and Torix told me you took a risk so I could learn about my…
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I pursed my lips and murmured, “Can it though?” Torix shrugged, “It can, but there’s a distinct reason why Althea doesn’t use magic. You are about to discover it.” I raised an eyebrow, “Then why does she have arcane blood?” Torix shrugged, “Likely, she was born with it.” Torix turned to me before sitting in a chair of black. The dark energy buzzed lightly as he put his fingertips together, “What kind of magic interests you? Your aura is powerful and with a few levels,…
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Michael’s eyes widened, “Wait a minute…Daniel. The actual Daniel Hillside?” I dragged my hand down my face, “Who else has my terrible last name? Huh?” Michael leaned back, “Your dad, I guess.” I peeked my head over the hill, “Point is, I don’t want to get shot at. Can you put the rifle away?” Michael held it tight before his eyes narrowed, “Ok…I’ll do it, but I’m not putting it too far from me. It’s been dangerous lately.” Michael set the gun down onto the side…
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