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TURNING THE BRIDGE

Author: E.O Jixxie
last update publish date: 2026-10-21 15:57:56

CHAPTER 145: TURNING THE BRIDGE

The remnants of the eastern nexus burned with a strange, cool light that didn't cast heat, only a bright, sterile glare across the shattered stone of the platform.

I stood at the very center of the crater where the altar used to be, my boots planted firmly on the fractured bedrock while the remaining energy of the global grid surged through the ground beneath me. It wasn't dormant anymore. With the primary anchor destroyed, the residual magic that had been locke
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  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   TURNING THE BRIDGE

    CHAPTER 145: TURNING THE BRIDGEThe remnants of the eastern nexus burned with a strange, cool light that didn't cast heat, only a bright, sterile glare across the shattered stone of the platform. I stood at the very center of the crater where the altar used to be, my boots planted firmly on the fractured bedrock while the remaining energy of the global grid surged through the ground beneath me. It wasn't dormant anymore. With the primary anchor destroyed, the residual magic that had been locked away for centuries was bleeding upward, looking for an outlet, threatening to tear open a localized dimensional rift if someone didn't catch it. I could feel it pressing against the edges of my consciousness—a heavy, dragging pull trying to force my mind open and turn me into the bridge Malphas wanted me to be. "Mira, step back!" Elric shouted over the roar of the discharging energy field. He was pushing his way through the rubble toward the center platform, his hand outstretched, his gray e

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   KAEL'S SACRIFICE

    CHAPTER 144: KAEL'S SACRIFICEThe air across the clearing turned thick with smoke and the harsh, choking scent of burning timber as the last of Malphas's frontline barriers collapsed. I scrambled up from the dirt, wiping a streak of soot and ash from my forehead while my eyes searched frantically through the chaos for Elric. The battle was winding down, but the northern quadrant of the ruins was still a disaster zone where secondary explosions threatened to bring down the remaining concrete frameworks at any moment. "Over here!" a familiar, breathless shout cut through the roar of the crackling fires. I whipped around, my boots sliding across the loose gravel as I sprinted toward the collapsed shell of a warehouse where Dante and Elara were frantically digging through a pile of fallen masonry. "What happened?" I asked, dropping to my knees beside them and shoving my hands against a heavy concrete slab, channeling just enough silver fire to lift the dead weight off the ground. "A

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   THE BATTLE FOR THE THIRD WARD

    CHAPTER 143: THE BATTLE FOR THE THIRD WARDThe night air at the eastern border smelled intensely of ozone, burnt pine, and wet earth, thick with the rising hum of an ancient power waking up beneath our feet. I crouched behind a crumbled concrete retaining wall at the edge of the clearing, keeping my profile low as I scanned the sprawling expanse of the old industrial ruins ahead. The third nexus point sat in the center of the clearing—a massive, circular stone platform covered in glowing runes that pulsed with a frantic, erratic blue light. Malphas’s vanguard had already secured the perimeter, their heavy tactical vehicles forming a defensive barrier around the altar while hundreds of combatants milled about in the dark. "They're locking down the inner ring," Elric whispered, dropping down into a crouch beside me. He didn't carry his sword in its scabbard tonight; he had it unsheathed, holding it ready across his lap as his gray eyes methodically measured the enemy's lines. "Once th

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   WHY MALPHAS TURNED

    CHAPTER 142: WHY MALPHAS TURNEDThe safe house was dead quiet around us, save for the faint hum of the small space heater in the corner and the steady scratching of Elric’s thumb against the rough wood of the table. He hadn't spoken for several minutes. He sat staring down at his coffee mug, his gray eyes shadowed by the dim light, caught somewhere in a memory he usually kept locked behind his most heavily guarded walls. I didn't push him. I just kept my hands wrapped around my own mug, waiting, knowing that whatever had brought us to this point with Malphas wasn't just a simple story of good versus evil. "You want to know why he hates the council so much," Elric said softly, breaking the silence without looking up. It wasn't a question. He knew I had been turning the puzzle over in my head ever since we learned about the global grid and the Hollow. "I know what the historical codexes say," I answered honestly, shifting my weight on the wooden bench. "They describe him as a renegad

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   SUN AND MOON

    CHAPTER 141: SUN AND MOONThe silence in the safe house basement was heavy, broken only by the rhythmic scrape of steel against a whetstone as Elric worked the edge of his blade. I sat cross-legged on the floor a few feet away from him, keeping my eyes closed and my breathing steady, trying to hold onto the mental wall he had shown me through the cell hatch. The air down here smelled of gun oil, dry earth, and the cold metal of our packed gear, pressing in on all sides and making the small room feel even more confined than usual. "Your breathing is shallow," Elric said without looking up from his sword. His voice was calm, cutting through the quiet workspace without any of the harshness he usually used during tactical drills. "You're trying to force the boundary instead of letting it settle."I opened my eyes, letting out a frustrated breath as I uncrossed my legs and stretched my aching muscles. I didn't want to admit how difficult it was, how every time I tried to lock my focus in

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   WHAT ELRIC CAN'T TEACH

    CHAPTER 140: WHAT ELRIC CAN TEACHThe heavy metal door of my cell didn't open this time; instead, the small sliding food hatch rattled back with a sharp clang, and a familiar pair of gray eyes appeared in the narrow opening. I was sitting on the edge of the narrow cot, staring blankly at the opposite wall, but my head snapped toward the door the second the metal slid open. "Mira," Elric’s voice came through the hatch, barely above a whisper, rough with an urgency that made my heart jump straight into my throat. I was on my feet in a second, rushing across the tiny cell and dropping to my knees in front of the door, pressing my face as close to the narrow slot as I could. "Elric? How did you—how are you even here?""Quiet," he murmured, his fingers gripping the metal bars of the hatch from the outside. Through the dim light of the corridor, I could see the pale, tight lines of his face, the exhaustion etched around his eyes, and the faint smear of dried blood across his temple. "The

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   4_WE WERE HOPING YOU'D SAY THAT

    CHAPTER 4 – “WE WERE HOPING YOU'D SAY THAT.” They led me through the woods at dawn. I walked between Elric and Elara, silent, my pulse beating like a drum. My thoughts were heavy with what I’d read in that hidden book: Mira of the Lost Line. The girl who could either save or destroy. Was that

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   3_WE NEED TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE NOT A DESTROYER

    CHAPTER 3 – “WE NEED TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE NOT A DESTROYER.” The Wasted Vale stretched for miles—silent, decaying, endless. I walked for two days without food, my body trembling, my thoughts looping the betrayal like a curse. I was Framed, Casted out and Forgotten. Only Nelly’s words kept me goi

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   2_THE MARK OF A MURDERER AND EXILE

    CHAPTER 2 – THE MARK OF A MURDERER & EXILE The moon hung low the next night, blood-tinged and eerie, as if the heavens already knew what was coming. I stood before the stone hearth of the Council Hall, wrapped in a borrowed cloak, the Luna mark still burning against my skin. I hadn’t slept. T

  • THE LUNA'S RETURN FROM EXILE   1_THE MOONBRAND LUNA

    CHAPTER 1;THE MOONBRAND LUNA “You were never meant to lead.” I had spent twenty-six years trying not to be a burden. Keeping my head down, doing what I was told, avoiding the kind of attention that led to consequences. In our pack, girls like me didn’t get seen—we served, we obeyed, we endured.

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