Sophia Harris
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“Hurry!” Kai ignored the warning from Hallowed Intuition and ran toward the looming shadow. His skin tingled in the cold air. From the echoes of the frantic scream, Kea could be in danger at this moment. The mist thickened till he lost track of what he thought was the tower. Everything was covered in a veil of swirling white. He squinted and strained his ears for any other screams. “Do you see anything?” Failing to get an answer, he turned to his companions only to find an impenetrable wall of…-
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“I hate traveling on foot.” Flynn slouched his arms forward to counterbalance his backpack, his boots tiredly crunching on the pebble road. With an orange race and profession, he had been hit the hardest by the forced march. “Meow,” Hobbes agreed, sitting on Kai's shoulders and grooming his backside. The furball freely roamed the mana zones and came to get carried once he got bored. Kai was careful not to let his thoughts slip through their bond. They had pushed the pace to reach Limgrell in…
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Bodies lay strewn around the battlefield illuminated by eerie crystal lights. The downpour covered the stench of blood and insides, though it couldn’t hide the listless eyes and severed limbs. Everyone dead, in just over a minute. With the tension of the fight dissipating, the cold water made Kai shiver. His clothes were drenched and covered in mud. A Water and Earth spell made the worst tickle out of his trousers before he turned to the siren. “You can’t go on a suicide mission without telling…
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Kai squatted in the mud behind a tree, wishing to pull the siren back by his ears. The marauder’s puzzlement was obvious even in the pale light. “What…?” “Did you follow us from Varsea? Me, two other younger humans and a seeker.” Rain gestured to their height as if worried he would be understood. “What is it, Sten?” Someone rumbled from one of the five tents. “Do you need help killing a red mouse?” Kai took a moment to place the voice. The tone was quite different from the empty…
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Spruces, elms and oaks soared like ancient wooden pillars, letting scant rays of light through their wide canopies. The air smelled of pine and resin. There was a sort of tranquility in being back in the wild that Kai couldn’t quite explain. The Lorvyn Woods carried little familiarity with Veeryd—or the lush jungles of the Hidden Sanctuary. The dense mana leaned more toward Earth and Nature, while Water was sparse. Even the creaking of wood sounded drier. Dark green ferns, entwined weeds and…
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They had left the main road to wade through the fields, heading northwest for Limgrell. Kai had hoped the diversion would quieten the whispers. And it did—for a handful of minutes—then they came back, ominously murmuring. The direction and nature of the threat were too vague to deduce anything. Either the source of danger was weak, or some other skill was interfering with Hallowed Intuition. Given how widespread such skills were according to Daniel, the odds leaned toward the latter. With all the…
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“What do you think?” Flynn hinted at the remaining candidates with a tilt of his head. “I’d cut the guy with the weasel face. He had no idea what I was talking about when I mentioned the inn in Limgrell. I don’t think he has visited the town in years. Do you have any preference?” There were a dozen seekers gathered, and only six under real consideration. “They all lied to make themselves look better, but nothing particularly significant.” Rain stared at a lone man with a streaked beard…
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There were close to forty seekers gathered, from teens who had barely gotten their profession, to veterans with white beards. Given the short notice, Kai had offered one gold, hoping to get a handful of people interested. The prices of the central district made him misjudge how much the average adventurer earned. Like Dora always told him, nothing good came from rushing things. In his urgency to leave, they’d waste more time sorting through this mess. Several pairs of eyes followed him, taking stock…
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Used to the pristine squares, pastel houses and blooming promenades, Kai found Varsea quite gray and dusty. By the look of it, the only one sweeping the streets outside the wealthy district was the rain—and from the dry mud, it hadn’t clocked in for some time. Rumors and stories had made his expectations of the mainland balloon. He read about castles soaring among the clouds, shrouded elven forests and sprawling metropolis of glass and magic. If the books hadn’t lied, those sights all waited out…
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“Kea’s in danger?” Kai stepped closer to the floating mirror. He hadn’t seen his sister since he got trapped in the Hidden Sanctuary. Spirits! She might not even know he was alive. “Where is she? Can you contact her?” Valela raised a hand to calm him down—or point out he was about to headbutt the mirror. “I received some worrying information about her latest venture, but I know nothing for sure.” “So, she’s not in danger…?” He let a sliver of hope slip into his tone. “I……
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