Chapter 163: Syphon
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Chapter 163: Syphon
Tala frowned, forcing her thoughts in order against the subtle push from outside.
I need a plan. How should I handle this? The part of her that wasnt being influenced to go eat in the tavern wanted to burn the thing down, but that seemed unwise. First, find a way to remove the influence. Then, go tell Lyn. Then, go tell the Archons.
That was a solid plan. But how do I do the first?
The other her had noticed the influence, and she only had access to the same senses as Tala, herself.
What am I missing?
She delved through herself with her mage-sight and as she concentrated on her mind, she was able to see ripples of magic slowly moving through it.
A weaker, but more precise one acting internally seemed to be coming from the inscriptions at the base of her neck and in her right breast. But then, there were other ones coming from outside. They were broad, undirected, and strong.
There you are. But how could she counteract them?
Im resisting somehow, at least a bit. Probably my magical weight? That made sense. That also explains why I wasnt really affected during my first time passing by. I still had my iron salve at that point. She sighed. I wish Id known to keep it on. But no, that wasnt right. She hadnt been affected as strongly, but shed still been affected.
So, magical weight. She bit her lip in thought, moving to the side of the street and pulling back from the tavern a bit.
Can I shift my magical weight? It made some sense. It would likely leave the rest of her vulnerable to direct magical manipulation, but she should be able protect her mind more fully.
With a great effort of will, she forcefully guided her power up into her head. She didnt form it into any shape, she just packed it in there.
There. As an Immaterial Guide, it wasnt a difficult process. And it seemed to have the desired effect.
The external influence now felt more like a small hammer tapping on a rock than a finger poking a waterskin.
Alright, now to go to Lyn and
Talas eyes widened in horror as the rhythm of magical taps changed, speeding up and becoming more focused on her.
Still, she held her concentration and resisted with little difficulty.
Hah, you cant overcome me that easily.
It was then that two great eyes opened, high up on the walls of the tavern. They looked around, searching, and stopped to stare directly at her.
Oh That wasnt part of the plan.
She quickly dove into her garments and sent power through the path that would reactivate the defensive magics. I really should have done that before leaving Hollys, or at the very least, made that step one of my plan.
Flow was in her hand in the form of a glaive. All the better to stab you with, my dear. She let out a little giggle, more from nervousness than humor.
Terrys head jerked up, and he looked around in the closest thing to a panic that shed ever seen him express. With a flicker of power, he was gone.
She could sense him staying close by, within safe range for his collar, but he was hidden. Probably for the best.
Now, what in zeme should she do, now?
Crush it? No, there were people inside. Crushing the building would kill them all.
Do I juststart hacking at the faade? What would that even do?
Only one way to find out, I suppose. She hesitated. Wait. It hasnt attacked. Its just staring at me.
She had a realization. If it attacks, it will likely become detectable to the citys defenses, or at least the Archons.
She smiled, slowing moving down the street towards her home, keeping her eyes and weapon oriented on the syphon.
Is it going to let me go? That didnt seem like its best option Was it? What is it thinking? What is it doing?
She tore her gaze away from the monstrous eyes still staring straight at her. She looked through the windows and saw the forms inside beginning to slump. As she thought about it, she realized that the noise coming from inside had died down.
Oh, rust me. Its draining them dry in a last grab for power. She no longer had a choice. People could be dying. She couldnt go for help and leave them to their fate.
Tala growled and charged.
As she came close, the front porch tore itself free with the audible snap, crackle, pop of wood breaking and fasteners pulling free. The newly ambulatory limb whipped out, slamming into her faster than she could dodge.
Even though she got Flow in the way in time, mirroring her mass into the weapon, she was still lifted free of the ground and thrown to arc through the air before slamming into the cobbled street.
She landed in a tumbling roll further down the way, on the opposite side of the tavern from her home.
Nothing was broken, but she could feel her scripts pulling more than their base rate of power. Strained but not overcome. She could work with that.
She hopped to her feet and threw Flow with all her might, letting the weapon reshape into a sword so that it would be a spinning wheel of death as it approached.
A gutter detached to slap at the incoming weapon.
Flow sheared through the adornment-turned-limb but was still knocked aside. It would have missed the main body of the house, so Tala pulled her weapon back to her hand.
They were making a LOT of noise, and people were coming out of their homes to stare in bemusement at what was happening.
Good, someone will go for help.
Incredibly, most simply looked at her with confusion, shook their heads and went back inside. Tala could feel the power radiating through the air, knocking at her mind, trying to overcome her cobbled together mental defense.
In the doorway of the house closest to Tala, an older lady turned to her and yelled. Whats wrong with you? People are trying to sleep. Those who drink too much should just go home. She then huffed and slammed the door.
Tala stared after her for an instant of bewilderment. Dont let it distract you, Tala. Its still influencing their minds, but its thrown subtly out the window.
Further down the street, Tala saw Lyn staring at her in obvious confusion.
Words are power.
Rust. Thats pretty cool. Tala chuckled.
Lyn grinned. Yeah. Too bad its single cast. She sighed, leaning back to enjoy the show. I should be able to support a multi-cast variant when I reach a higher tier of advancement, but well have to see.
When? Not if? Tala smiled mischievously at her friend.
Lyn rolled her eyes. Yes, when. Im over the biggest hurdle. Basically, everything else just takes time, and Ill have that in gold. Im not going to stop now.
Tala bumped her friends shoulder with her own. Good.
Together they settled in to watch the show, and a show it was. The citys defenses were relentless, but they werent designed for this level of threat. Thus, they were only an aid to the true heroes of the moment. The Archons displayed a wide variety of abilities from earth rising up to crush parts of the enemy to the light beam that Tala had seen earlier.
One Archon apparently favored fire, and used it liberally.
There were a mix of other workings as well, but from where they sat, it all distilled down to a beautiful lightshow, punctuated by increasingly desperate, rage-filled roars and screeches.
It took nearly an hour, and a truly staggering amount of power, but the Archons wore down the beast, cutting it apart, until it could no longer heal.
Tala had watched as its aura slowly moved down the spectrum. When the aura had faded from red entirely, she knew that the fight was done.
Less than a minute later, a final, mournful cry escaped the mound of flesh, and it shifted for the last time, settling into a dead, bloody lump of used-to-be-creature.
Lyn shook her head in wonder. Imagine: A Revered getting into the city. That shouldnt be possible. She barked a short laugh. And no one died! It was contained and destroyed.
Yeah Tala frowned. It shouldnt have gotten in at all, but I doubt it was that powerful when it arrived. Its probably been gorging itself on power for weeks.
True enough. Lyn shuddered, some of her good mood fading away. Ive gone to that tavern, Tala. I liked the food and ale. I drank so much I missed work the next day She shivered again, all mirth gone. I fed it
Tala wrapped an arm around her friend. Youre okay now. Its gone.
Lyn leaned into Talas embrace. I feel disgusting, violated.
Anything I can do?
Food. I want food, prepared by a human, while I watch. No crazy magical creature drawing me in with inhuman delights.
Tala smiled at the attempted humor. I can do that. Lets find somewhere thats open. But we should check in with them first. The healer I talked to said theyd likely like to speak to us, now that its over.
As they stood together, they garnered attention and one of the Archons came their way. You two. You fought the beast?
They hesitated, then nodded.
Tell me what happened, please.
Tala shrugged and recounted what had led up to the fight, though she left out any mention of voices in her head.
Clever use of your magical weight. Its a good skill to practice, if youre able, and youve a leg up as an Immaterial Guide.
Next, Lyn filled in her side, short though it was, and the man nodded his acknowledgement.
Thank you, both, for your assistance. He handed a token to Lyn. That will allow an Inscriptionist to charge us and cover the cost for reinscribing. He grinned. That was some spell. It lit up our detection grid like the breath of a god. I cant wait to see what youre capable of in a few centuries.
Tala laughed, patting Lyn on the back, the other woman coloring at the compliment. Thank you, Master.
He then turned to Tala. Mage protector, right? Blood Archon Tala?
She blinked at him, processing the fact that he knew her name. She was instantly suspicious. Ummm Yes? How do you know who I am?
He gave a half smile. We were briefed on your encounters and discovery. We were also asked to watch out for you, when possible. Im glad you survived even such a small engagement with that thing.
She laughed nervously. Yeah Well, it does make sense that the Mages watching over the city would have been told about mind altering creatures within their walls. It also made sense that theyd be told who the source of the information was.
You helped slay it, so youre entitled to part of the rewards. Your friends pay is the reinscribing, and I imagine thats worth more than youll get, but here. He handed her a different token. Come to the Archons compound any time after tomorrow morning and turn that in for your portion of the calculated pay. He bowed and was about to turn away when he paused, sighed, and looked back to Tala. I was also instructed to inform you, if our paths ever crossed, that the city lord would still happily accept you into our ranks. He gestured at the group who had responded to this internal threat. I can promise its not a boring job.
This time, he got a half-dozen feet away before he paused and turned back. In case it wasnt obvious, wed prefer you not spread information about this incident. If you choose to, or if you must, talk all you want, but it would be a kindness if you didnt. He bowed again. Good night, Mistresses.
Without another word, he departed.
Lyn and Tala shared a look, each holding back a smile and some stress-induced laughter.
The older woman sighed, still clearly fighting down a smile. Food?
Food!
Terry flickered into being on Talas shoulder.
There you are. I was worried about you. You vanished right as that thing showed its true form.
Terry squawked at her irritably and headbutted her cheek.
Im fine. She tried to wave the terror bird off.
He squawked again, this time clacking his beak near her nose.
Alright. Im sorry. I didnt mean to worry you. She tossed him a bit of jerky and then scratched the back of his head and down his neck.
He harrumphed but seemed to accept her apology as he curled up on her shoulder and tucked his head in to rest.
Lyn shook her head, clearly barely holding back laughter. Come on. Lets find something to eat.
Tala nodded emphatically. Yes. Yes, please.
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Chapter 163: Syphon
Tala frowned, forcing her thoughts in order against the subtle push from outside.
I need a plan. How should I handle this? The part of her that wasnt being influenced to go eat in the tavern wanted to burn the thing down, but that seemed unwise. First, find a way to remove the influence. Then, go tell Lyn. Then, go tell the Archons.
That was a solid plan. But how do I do the first?
The other her had noticed the influence, and she only had access to the same senses as Tala, herself.
What am I missing?
She delved through herself with her mage-sight and as she concentrated on her mind, she was able to see ripples of magic slowly moving through it.
A weaker, but more precise one acting internally seemed to be coming from the inscriptions at the base of her neck and in her right breast. But then, there were other ones coming from outside. They were broad, undirected, and strong.
There you are. But how could she counteract them?
Im resisting somehow, at least a bit. Probably my magical weight? That made sense. That also explains why I wasnt really affected during my first time passing by. I still had my iron salve at that point. She sighed. I wish Id known to keep it on. But no, that wasnt right. She hadnt been affected as strongly, but shed still been affected.
So, magical weight. She bit her lip in thought, moving to the side of the street and pulling back from the tavern a bit.
Can I shift my magical weight? It made some sense. It would likely leave the rest of her vulnerable to direct magical manipulation, but she should be able protect her mind more fully.
With a great effort of will, she forcefully guided her power up into her head. She didnt form it into any shape, she just packed it in there.
There. As an Immaterial Guide, it wasnt a difficult process. And it seemed to have the desired effect.
The external influence now felt more like a small hammer tapping on a rock than a finger poking a waterskin.
Alright, now to go to Lyn and
Talas eyes widened in horror as the rhythm of magical taps changed, speeding up and becoming more focused on her.
Still, she held her concentration and resisted with little difficulty.
Hah, you cant overcome me that easily.
It was then that two great eyes opened, high up on the walls of the tavern. They looked around, searching, and stopped to stare directly at her.
Oh That wasnt part of the plan.
She quickly dove into her garments and sent power through the path that would reactivate the defensive magics. I really should have done that before leaving Hollys, or at the very least, made that step one of my plan.
Flow was in her hand in the form of a glaive. All the better to stab you with, my dear. She let out a little giggle, more from nervousness than humor.
Terrys head jerked up, and he looked around in the closest thing to a panic that shed ever seen him express. With a flicker of power, he was gone.
She could sense him staying close by, within safe range for his collar, but he was hidden. Probably for the best.
Now, what in zeme should she do, now?
Crush it? No, there were people inside. Crushing the building would kill them all.
Do I juststart hacking at the faade? What would that even do?
Only one way to find out, I suppose. She hesitated. Wait. It hasnt attacked. Its just staring at me.
She had a realization. If it attacks, it will likely become detectable to the citys defenses, or at least the Archons.
She smiled, slowing moving down the street towards her home, keeping her eyes and weapon oriented on the syphon.
Is it going to let me go? That didnt seem like its best option Was it? What is it thinking? What is it doing?
She tore her gaze away from the monstrous eyes still staring straight at her. She looked through the windows and saw the forms inside beginning to slump. As she thought about it, she realized that the noise coming from inside had died down.
Oh, rust me. Its draining them dry in a last grab for power. She no longer had a choice. People could be dying. She couldnt go for help and leave them to their fate.
Tala growled and charged.
As she came close, the front porch tore itself free with the audible snap, crackle, pop of wood breaking and fasteners pulling free. The newly ambulatory limb whipped out, slamming into her faster than she could dodge.
Even though she got Flow in the way in time, mirroring her mass into the weapon, she was still lifted free of the ground and thrown to arc through the air before slamming into the cobbled street.
She landed in a tumbling roll further down the way, on the opposite side of the tavern from her home.
Nothing was broken, but she could feel her scripts pulling more than their base rate of power. Strained but not overcome. She could work with that.
She hopped to her feet and threw Flow with all her might, letting the weapon reshape into a sword so that it would be a spinning wheel of death as it approached.
A gutter detached to slap at the incoming weapon.
Flow sheared through the adornment-turned-limb but was still knocked aside. It would have missed the main body of the house, so Tala pulled her weapon back to her hand.
They were making a LOT of noise, and people were coming out of their homes to stare in bemusement at what was happening.
Good, someone will go for help.
Incredibly, most simply looked at her with confusion, shook their heads and went back inside. Tala could feel the power radiating through the air, knocking at her mind, trying to overcome her cobbled together mental defense.
In the doorway of the house closest to Tala, an older lady turned to her and yelled. Whats wrong with you? People are trying to sleep. Those who drink too much should just go home. She then huffed and slammed the door.
Tala stared after her for an instant of bewilderment. Dont let it distract you, Tala. Its still influencing their minds, but its thrown subtly out the window.
Further down the street, Tala saw Lyn staring at her in obvious confusion.
Words are power.
Rust. Thats pretty cool. Tala chuckled.
Lyn grinned. Yeah. Too bad its single cast. She sighed, leaning back to enjoy the show. I should be able to support a multi-cast variant when I reach a higher tier of advancement, but well have to see.
When? Not if? Tala smiled mischievously at her friend.
Lyn rolled her eyes. Yes, when. Im over the biggest hurdle. Basically, everything else just takes time, and Ill have that in gold. Im not going to stop now.
Tala bumped her friends shoulder with her own. Good.
Together they settled in to watch the show, and a show it was. The citys defenses were relentless, but they werent designed for this level of threat. Thus, they were only an aid to the true heroes of the moment. The Archons displayed a wide variety of abilities from earth rising up to crush parts of the enemy to the light beam that Tala had seen earlier.
One Archon apparently favored fire, and used it liberally.
There were a mix of other workings as well, but from where they sat, it all distilled down to a beautiful lightshow, punctuated by increasingly desperate, rage-filled roars and screeches.
It took nearly an hour, and a truly staggering amount of power, but the Archons wore down the beast, cutting it apart, until it could no longer heal.
Tala had watched as its aura slowly moved down the spectrum. When the aura had faded from red entirely, she knew that the fight was done.
Less than a minute later, a final, mournful cry escaped the mound of flesh, and it shifted for the last time, settling into a dead, bloody lump of used-to-be-creature.
Lyn shook her head in wonder. Imagine: A Revered getting into the city. That shouldnt be possible. She barked a short laugh. And no one died! It was contained and destroyed.
Yeah Tala frowned. It shouldnt have gotten in at all, but I doubt it was that powerful when it arrived. Its probably been gorging itself on power for weeks.
True enough. Lyn shuddered, some of her good mood fading away. Ive gone to that tavern, Tala. I liked the food and ale. I drank so much I missed work the next day She shivered again, all mirth gone. I fed it
Tala wrapped an arm around her friend. Youre okay now. Its gone.
Lyn leaned into Talas embrace. I feel disgusting, violated.
Anything I can do?
Food. I want food, prepared by a human, while I watch. No crazy magical creature drawing me in with inhuman delights.
Tala smiled at the attempted humor. I can do that. Lets find somewhere thats open. But we should check in with them first. The healer I talked to said theyd likely like to speak to us, now that its over.
As they stood together, they garnered attention and one of the Archons came their way. You two. You fought the beast?
They hesitated, then nodded.
Tell me what happened, please.
Tala shrugged and recounted what had led up to the fight, though she left out any mention of voices in her head.
Clever use of your magical weight. Its a good skill to practice, if youre able, and youve a leg up as an Immaterial Guide.
Next, Lyn filled in her side, short though it was, and the man nodded his acknowledgement.
Thank you, both, for your assistance. He handed a token to Lyn. That will allow an Inscriptionist to charge us and cover the cost for reinscribing. He grinned. That was some spell. It lit up our detection grid like the breath of a god. I cant wait to see what youre capable of in a few centuries.
Tala laughed, patting Lyn on the back, the other woman coloring at the compliment. Thank you, Master.
He then turned to Tala. Mage protector, right? Blood Archon Tala?
She blinked at him, processing the fact that he knew her name. She was instantly suspicious. Ummm Yes? How do you know who I am?
He gave a half smile. We were briefed on your encounters and discovery. We were also asked to watch out for you, when possible. Im glad you survived even such a small engagement with that thing.
She laughed nervously. Yeah Well, it does make sense that the Mages watching over the city would have been told about mind altering creatures within their walls. It also made sense that theyd be told who the source of the information was.
You helped slay it, so youre entitled to part of the rewards. Your friends pay is the reinscribing, and I imagine thats worth more than youll get, but here. He handed her a different token. Come to the Archons compound any time after tomorrow morning and turn that in for your portion of the calculated pay. He bowed and was about to turn away when he paused, sighed, and looked back to Tala. I was also instructed to inform you, if our paths ever crossed, that the city lord would still happily accept you into our ranks. He gestured at the group who had responded to this internal threat. I can promise its not a boring job.
This time, he got a half-dozen feet away before he paused and turned back. In case it wasnt obvious, wed prefer you not spread information about this incident. If you choose to, or if you must, talk all you want, but it would be a kindness if you didnt. He bowed again. Good night, Mistresses.
Without another word, he departed.
Lyn and Tala shared a look, each holding back a smile and some stress-induced laughter.
The older woman sighed, still clearly fighting down a smile. Food?
Food!
Terry flickered into being on Talas shoulder.
There you are. I was worried about you. You vanished right as that thing showed its true form.
Terry squawked at her irritably and headbutted her cheek.
Im fine. She tried to wave the terror bird off.
He squawked again, this time clacking his beak near her nose.
Alright. Im sorry. I didnt mean to worry you. She tossed him a bit of jerky and then scratched the back of his head and down his neck.
He harrumphed but seemed to accept her apology as he curled up on her shoulder and tucked his head in to rest.
Lyn shook her head, clearly barely holding back laughter. Come on. Lets find something to eat.
Tala nodded emphatically. Yes. Yes, please.
Chapter 163: SyphonTala frowned, forcing her thoughts in order against the subtle push from outside.I need a plan. How should I handle this? The part of her that wasnt being influenced to go eat in the tavern wanted to burn the thing down, but that seemed unwise. First, find a way to remove the influence. Then, go tell Lyn. Then, go tell the Archons.That was a solid plan. But how do I do the first?The other her had noticed the influence, and she only had access to the same senses as Tala, herself.What am I missing?She delved through herself with her mage-sight and as she concentrated on her mind, she was able to see ripples of magic slowly moving through it.A weaker, but more precise one acting internally seemed to be coming from the inscriptions at the base of her neck and in her right breast. But then, there were other ones coming from outside. They were broad, undirected, and strong.There you are. But how could she counteract them?Im resisting somehow, at least a bit. Probably my magical weight? That made sense. That also explains why I wasnt really affected during my first time passing by. I still had my iron salve at that point. She sighed. I wish Id known to keep it on. But no, that wasnt right. She hadnt been affected as strongly, but shed still been affected.So, magical weight. She bit her lip in thought, moving to the side of the street and pulling back from the tavern a bit.Can I shift my magical weight? It made some sense. It would likely leave the rest of her vulnerable to direct magical manipulation, but she should be able protect her mind more fully.With a great effort of will, she forcefully guided her power up into her head. She didnt form it into any shape, she just packed it in there.There. As an Immaterial Guide, it wasnt a difficult process. And it seemed to have the desired effect.The external influence now felt more like a small hammer tapping on a rock than a finger poking a waterskin.Alright, now to go to Lyn andTalas eyes widened in horror as the rhythm of magical taps changed, speeding up and becoming more focused on her.Still, she held her concentration and resisted with little difficulty.Hah, you cant overcome me that easily.It was then that two great eyes opened, high up on the walls of the tavern. They looked around, searching, and stopped to stare directly at her.Oh That wasnt part of the plan.She quickly dove into her garments and sent power through the path that would reactivate the defensive magics. I really should have done that before leaving Hollys, or at the very least, made that step one of my plan.Flow was in her hand in the form of a glaive. All the better to stab you with, my dear. She let out a little giggle, more from nervousness than humor.Terrys head jerked up, and he looked around in the closest thing to a panic that shed ever seen him express. With a flicker of power, he was gone.She could sense him staying close by, within safe range for his collar, but he was hidden. Probably for the best.Now, what in zeme should she do, now?Crush it? No, there were people inside. Crushing the building would kill them all.Do I juststart hacking at the faade? What would that even do?Only one way to find out, I suppose. She hesitated. Wait. It hasnt attacked. Its just staring at me.She had a realization. If it attacks, it will likely become detectable to the citys defenses, or at least the Archons.She smiled, slowing moving down the street towards her home, keeping her eyes and weapon oriented on the syphon.Is it going to let me go? That didnt seem like its best option Was it? What is it thinking? What is it doing?She tore her gaze away from the monstrous eyes still staring straight at her. She looked through the windows and saw the forms inside beginning to slump. As she thought about it, she realized that the noise coming from inside had died down.Oh, rust me. Its draining them dry in a last grab for power. She no longer had a choice. People could be dying. She couldnt go for help and leave them to their fate.Tala growled and charged.As she came close, the front porch tore itself free with the audible snap, crackle, pop of wood breaking and fasteners pulling free. The newly ambulatory limb whipped out, slamming into her faster than she could dodge.Even though she got Flow in the way in time, mirroring her mass into the weapon, she was still lifted free of the ground and thrown to arc through the air before slamming into the cobbled street.She landed in a tumbling roll further down the way, on the opposite side of the tavern from her home.Nothing was broken, but she could feel her scripts pulling more than their base rate of power. Strained but not overcome. She could work with that.She hopped to her feet and threw Flow with all her might, letting the weapon reshape into a sword so that it would be a spinning wheel of death as it approached.A gutter detached to slap at the incoming weapon.Flow sheared through the adornment-turned-limb but was still knocked aside. It would have missed the main body of the house, so Tala pulled her weapon back to her hand.They were making a LOT of noise, and people were coming out of their homes to stare in bemusement at what was happening.Good, someone will go for help.Incredibly, most simply looked at her with confusion, shook their heads and went back inside. Tala could feel the power radiating through the air, knocking at her mind, trying to overcome her cobbled together mental defense.In the doorway of the house closest to Tala, an older lady turned to her and yelled. Whats wrong with you? People are trying to sleep. Those who drink too much should just go home. She then huffed and slammed the door.Tala stared after her for an instant of bewilderment. Dont let it distract you, Tala. Its still influencing their minds, but its thrown subtly out the window.Further down the street, Tala saw Lyn staring at her in obvious confusion.Words are power. Rust. Thats pretty cool. Tala chuckled.Lyn grinned. Yeah. Too bad its single cast. She sighed, leaning back to enjoy the show. I should be able to support a multi-cast variant when I reach a higher tier of advancement, but well have to see.When? Not if? Tala smiled mischievously at her friend.Lyn rolled her eyes. Yes, when. Im over the biggest hurdle. Basically, everything else just takes time, and Ill have that in gold. Im not going to stop now.Tala bumped her friends shoulder with her own. Good.Together they settled in to watch the show, and a show it was. The citys defenses were relentless, but they werent designed for this level of threat. Thus, they were only an aid to the true heroes of the moment. The Archons displayed a wide variety of abilities from earth rising up to crush parts of the enemy to the light beam that Tala had seen earlier.One Archon apparently favored fire, and used it liberally.There were a mix of other workings as well, but from where they sat, it all distilled down to a beautiful lightshow, punctuated by increasingly desperate, rage-filled roars and screeches.It took nearly an hour, and a truly staggering amount of power, but the Archons wore down the beast, cutting it apart, until it could no longer heal.Tala had watched as its aura slowly moved down the spectrum. When the aura had faded from red entirely, she knew that the fight was done.Less than a minute later, a final, mournful cry escaped the mound of flesh, and it shifted for the last time, settling into a dead, bloody lump of used-to-be-creature.Lyn shook her head in wonder. Imagine: A Revered getting into the city. That shouldnt be possible. She barked a short laugh. And no one died! It was contained and destroyed.Yeah Tala frowned. It shouldnt have gotten in at all, but I doubt it was that powerful when it arrived. Its probably been gorging itself on power for weeks.True enough. Lyn shuddered, some of her good mood fading away. Ive gone to that tavern, Tala. I liked the food and ale. I drank so much I missed work the next day She shivered again, all mirth gone. I fed itTala wrapped an arm around her friend. Youre okay now. Its gone.Lyn leaned into Talas embrace. I feel disgusting, violated.Anything I can do?Food. I want food, prepared by a human, while I watch. No crazy magical creature drawing me in with inhuman delights.Tala smiled at the attempted humor. I can do that. Lets find somewhere thats open. But we should check in with them first. The healer I talked to said theyd likely like to speak to us, now that its over.As they stood together, they garnered attention and one of the Archons came their way. You two. You fought the beast?They hesitated, then nodded.Tell me what happened, please.Tala shrugged and recounted what had led up to the fight, though she left out any mention of voices in her head.Clever use of your magical weight. Its a good skill to practice, if youre able, and youve a leg up as an Immaterial Guide.Next, Lyn filled in her side, short though it was, and the man nodded his acknowledgement.Thank you, both, for your assistance. He handed a token to Lyn. That will allow an Inscriptionist to charge us and cover the cost for reinscribing. He grinned. That was some spell. It lit up our detection grid like the breath of a god. I cant wait to see what youre capable of in a few centuries.Tala laughed, patting Lyn on the back, the other woman coloring at the compliment. Thank you, Master.He then turned to Tala. Mage protector, right? Blood Archon Tala?She blinked at him, processing the fact that he knew her name. She was instantly suspicious. Ummm Yes? How do you know who I am?He gave a half smile. We were briefed on your encounters and discovery. We were also asked to watch out for you, when possible. Im glad you survived even such a small engagement with that thing.She laughed nervously. Yeah Well, it does make sense that the Mages watching over the city would have been told about mind altering creatures within their walls. It also made sense that theyd be told who the source of the information was.You helped slay it, so youre entitled to part of the rewards. Your friends pay is the reinscribing, and I imagine thats worth more than youll get, but here. He handed her a different token. Come to the Archons compound any time after tomorrow morning and turn that in for your portion of the calculated pay. He bowed and was about to turn away when he paused, sighed, and looked back to Tala. I was also instructed to inform you, if our paths ever crossed, that the city lord would still happily accept you into our ranks. He gestured at the group who had responded to this internal threat. I can promise its not a boring job.This time, he got a half-dozen feet away before he paused and turned back. In case it wasnt obvious, wed prefer you not spread information about this incident. If you choose to, or if you must, talk all you want, but it would be a kindness if you didnt. He bowed again. Good night, Mistresses.Without another word, he departed.Lyn and Tala shared a look, each holding back a smile and some stress-induced laughter.The older woman sighed, still clearly fighting down a smile. Food?Food!Terry flickered into being on Talas shoulder.There you are. I was worried about you. You vanished right as that thing showed its true form.Terry squawked at her irritably and headbutted her cheek.Im fine. She tried to wave the terror bird off.He squawked again, this time clacking his beak near her nose.Alright. Im sorry. I didnt mean to worry you. She tossed him a bit of jerky and then scratched the back of his head and down his neck.He harrumphed but seemed to accept her apology as he curled up on her shoulder and tucked his head in to rest.Lyn shook her head, clearly barely holding back laughter. Come on. Lets find something to eat.Tala nodded emphatically. Yes. Yes, please.
