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129. DAWN OF THE INFECTED.
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The Healer's Bond 233. POWERLESS.
"So there is something between us," The man stated."There was and unfortunately there still is," Priscillia replied.They walked into an opening and the man saw young women, plenty of them of them going about with large books and in a hurry to get somewhere.He remembered that Priscillia mentioned students."What do they teach here?" He asked."Everything to protect themselves from what happened before," Priscillia said.The man has no idea what she meant.He got curious looks from all the women Android he staggered slightly from what he sensed from them.Priscillia noticed his discomfort and smiled. She saw him like a newborn child and it pleased her very much."What is happening?" The man asked in disbelief and slight pain as he frowned."Your mind is wide open," Priscillia replied."What does that mean?" The man asked.Priscillia did not answer, instead she led him outside and the man gasped in shock has the cold it him. It was as if the warmth of the world had been wiped out of e
The Healer's Bond 232. ASH AND ICE
There was no sky. Only smoke. And ash. Long stirred beneath a blanket of melted snow and broken stone, every inch of her body screaming in protest. Her wings were half-buried in the rubble, her left arm bent at an unnatural angle, and her breathing shallow and hot. She was alive. But barely. The last thing she remembered was the Sovereign’s Warden—towering, frost-forged, and silent—raising its blade toward Steve. She had launched herself with everything she had left, igniting her second flame core in a final blaze meant to destroy them both. She’d aimed for sacrifice. And somehow survived. Long coughed, spitting soot into her hand. It sparkled faintly with glowing dust. Dragonfire residue. Ember echoes. Not enough. The cave she now lay in was half-collapsed, the entr
The Healer's Bond 231. FROST BITES
Emma had seen wounds before—deep lacerations, burns, infected cuts oozing poison—but nothing like this.She hovered over Steve’s exposed chest, her hands trembling slightly as she stared down at the jagged gashes across his torso. At first, they seemed like ordinary battle wounds—shallow slices where ice-blades had raked his skin—but beneath the surface, strange blue veins were branching outward, like frost creeping along glass. Every pulse of his heart seemed to carry the cold further.“Emma?” Steve’s voice was hoarse, but steady. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”“I’ve seen something worse,” she murmured. “There are active frost bites in your cuts. They’re not just slowing your healing—they’re freezing your regenerative ability.”She leaned closer, brushing her fingers along the edge of a wound. The skin was cold—unnaturally cold—and the surrounding tissue looked more like permafrost than living flesh.“It hurts like hell, too,” Steve muttered, forcing a grin even as he winced. H
The Healer's Bond 230. DOWNGRADED
DOWNGRADED. The last thing he remembered was blinding light. Then the next thing that surprised him was the pain. It was jarring and unexpected. The pain was new and it was something he had never felt before. In fact, he had never felt much of anything since he had existed. He had no recollection of where he was and as he looked down at himself, he saw that he was... human. The reality of it made him dizzy and he almost passed out from the panic that went through him. He was sitting up right on a very soft bed and his eyes hurt. Why did his eyes hurt? Why did everything hurt. Was this what it felt like to be human? The room had a familiar smell. Which also surprised him. He looked around as he tried to remember where he had perceived the scent from but even his mind was too foggy and slow. He had always loved the way his mind functioned at a supernatural pace but n
The Healer's Bond 229. AGAINST THE COLD.
Outside the Walls Later that afternoon, Emma stood beside Sarah in the outer courtyard, watching engineers and volunteers stack barrels of fire-dust, line the roads with Emberstone fragments, and etch protective glyphs across doors and archways. Sarah looked thinner, but her eyes were sharp again. “The virus,” she said, “is reacting to climate triggers. If we can spike the ambient heat before the Legion arrives, we can delay their advance.” Emma frowned. “Sterling Creek doesn’t have enough Ember to heat the entire valley.” Sarah gave a crooked smile. “Not yet.” Emma looked sideways. “What are you planning?” Sarah reached into her coat and pulled out a wrapped bundle of notes—pages filled with formulas, diagrams, blood sigils, and fragments of lost Alliance tech. “This,” Sarah said, “is a prototype. Something from the early Cryo Wars. It’s called a Solar Core. Designed to draw light into a single burst of radiant energy. One ignition... and the surrounding area burns for hours.
The Healer's Bond 228. THE SOVEREIGN STIRS
He did not blink. He did not breathe. He did not need to. The Frost Sovereign stood at the heart of the Cradle of Stillness, an ancient citadel buried beneath glacial caverns and reinforced by runes that predated kingdoms and kings. Here, time did not flow. It waited. Across the vast circular chamber, dozens of his progeny moved with precise, synchronized steps—never speaking, never questioning. Some resembled men. Others were grotesque, built for war or harvest. And others still remained unborn, floating in pale fluid within icicle-thin stasis columns. Each had a role. Each had a purpose. None needed names. He watched them work—repairing conduits, encoding viruses, expanding the reach of the Stillness. The Frostline Range was no longer a boundary. It was becoming a womb. Behind him, Adrienne Kalt ap
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