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Chapter 40 : Breath of the Abyss
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It exploded into chaos in the tunnel.As if ink bled through paper, shadows swirled from the stone, coiling into something. They weren’t wraiths. They weren’t even alive.But they were hungry.As one of the figures lunged toward us, its form shimmering in and out of existence, Maxwell shoved me behind him. His sword tore through it, a clean passage — only for the shadow to twist around the blow, reknitting itself in an instant.Jameson swore. “Oh, that’s not fair.”Already Soraya was in motion, her hands weaving spells in the air. An outward pulse of energy slammed into the beasts and pushed them away. The tunnel shuddered with the impact, flakes of rock showering down from the ceiling.“Move!” she snapped.We ran.The catacombs went on forever, with a thick air of something ancient and observing. The shadows poured out behind us, silent but unyielding, their motions unnatural — jerking, skipping along the walls and floor as if they weren’t tied to the same rules as us.I felt them in
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"Lena!"But I couldn’t answer.Because I was no longer just Lena.I could feel her.The Guardian.She was no longer just a whisper from the fringes of my mind — she was here, enveloping me, inside me. The crumbled tether had lanced something free, and now here she wasn’t lurking in the shadows.She was taking.“You have resisted me long enough.”Her voice wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. It curdled around my ribs, slid into my bones like it had always been there.I gritted my teeth. “I didn’t rent myself out per you.”She chuckled."Oh, little Guardian. You still believe this is your decision?”A jolt of energy hit me like a gunshot, throwing me off my own balance, warping the air around me. I inhaled sharply, collapsing my hand on my head as visions hit me —Fire.Smoke.A desolate city consumed by darkness. Figures who kneel before a throne carved from bone, their faces raised in awe, in terror. One figure loomed over them all, power twisting around her body like a second skin.Me
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The second tether was lost, but the fight wasn’t over.I still felt the Guardian, coiled deep inside my bones, waiting. She wasn’t screaming anymore. She wasn’t pressing up against me.She was watching.I didn’t know what was worse.Behind us lay the wreckage of the catacombs, the shattered altar. A residue of magic in the air was almost audible, as if it hummed through the walls, shivering in my ribs. The heaviness of what we had done — what we were about to do — bore down on me.Only one tether remained.And it was in the center of the Council’s stronghold.No more hidden ruins. No more lost catacombs.This was their domain. Their seat of power.And we were just about to burn it to the ground.Maxwell hadn’t said anything since I awoke.Not really.Not in the way that mattered.He was watching me as if he thought I might explode at any moment, his eyes keen, guarded. Like you were waiting for the moment I wasn’t me anymore.It was killing me.At the edge of the city, we had stopped
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My eyes locked on the final tether, the black stone pulsing in the center of the room like a second heart.It was waiting for me.It knew me.It had been constructed to contain her—the Guardian buried in my bones, seducing my mind, punching my ribs like she was just waiting for the right moment to burst out.“This is the moment, little Guardian.I clenched my jaw. No. This is my moment.The others were waiting. Watching.Maxwell was nearest, hand hovering near his blade as if he were bracing for something to go wrong. Jameson fidgeted, fingering his dagger’s hilt. Soraya showed no reaction, magic thrumming around her in the air.Nobody spoke.Because they were waiting for me.To see whether I’d break the tether—Or if it would be me who broke.I choked and looked over at Soraya. “What will happen next if we destroy this?She hesitated. That wasn’t a good sign.Maxwell’s jaw tightened. “We don’t know.”I pressed a quick breath between my teeth. “That’s not an answer.”Jameson laughed h
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Soraya whispered, “You didn’t just say that to me.”Jameson gripped his blade tightly. “We need to leave.”But I couldn’t move.Because the voice wasn’t coming from near us.It was coming from below us.And then, when the last of the ruins fell into place, the center of the stone floor split open and revealed the entrance to something deeper.Something waiting.Maxwell pulled me back just as another tremor rocked the earth, dislodging dust and debris to tumble around us.I glanced at him, voice scarcely more than a whisper. “They buried something here.”His expression was grim. “And now you woke it up.”The ruins pulsed once more, thick with expectation of magic.The doorway was open.And whatever lurked inside knew my name.The air around us felt taut, pregnant with the ancient and expectant. The whispering had ceased to be, replaced with a silence that was even louder. I swallowed hard, my heart racing as I looked at the yawning portal in the middle of the wreckage.Maxwell continue
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For a long time, no one moved.Lior’s body lay unnaturally still, the black veins receding slowly as if whatever force had animated him had finally burned itself out. The silence pressed into my ears like a physical weight, and all I could hear was the wild hammering of my own heart.Maxwell knelt cautiously, checking Lior’s pulse even though we all knew there would be none. “He’s gone,” he said grimly, standing and wiping his hands on his trousers like he could scrub away what he had just witnessed.I stepped closer to Lior’s body, forcing my legs to obey even as every part of me screamed to turn away. My fingers itched to summon my magic, to scan deeper, but something in my gut warned me against it. Whatever had been buried in Lior, whatever had just been unleashed, it had been old. Purposeful. A ticking time bomb planted within him long before he ever set foot inside our sanctuary.Barin's voice broke the suffocating quiet. “First Door?” he said, his tone raw, full of confusion and
