Jackal Among Snakes

Chapter 704: Ground Zero

As the chaos all around died, an eerie silence set over the world as if everyone, all at once, was contemplating what had happened. They all feared one another, even their closest allies, because moments ago they’d been fighting against them. Argrave searched this field of dead nightmares for Anneliese.

It became clear he was coming closer to her as the images he saw shifted. He saw her mother, her father. He saw himself, repeated countless times in dead bodies. He saw sights not so dissimilar to what he’d endured, but the fear of what had happened pressed him onward without taking much time to contemplate.

“Raven and Lorena will survey the world to be sure Gerechtigkeit is dead,” Elenore informed him. “…but from all I hear, it seems to be truly over.”

Argrave stopped at a gaping hole of writhing flesh, peering down into its depths. This was where the connection between their two artifacts had led him. He took a deep breath and jumped within.

What he saw… it made Argrave’s own battles seem paltry by comparison, insignificant. The twisted bodies and faces rising from the stone, the grasping hands and chewing mouths… Argrave saw faint traces of her magic still persisting. Ice crystals, sparks, fires, all the like. Finally, though, the bottom neared. He landed upon a huge mass of flesh.

Argrave looked around. The cyst-like growth was wide and putrid, likely having been born of the earth all around them. He hoped to hear Anneliese’s voice at any moment—even a call for help would be better than this silence. But as he tugged at the artifact buried within his body, he located the source of its response.

Just underfoot.

With that, Argrave kneeled, conjuring a dagger of blood and carefully carving away with urgent movements. When, finally, one pale hand revealed itself, he eagerly dove deeper. Strip after strip of flesh peeled away, at parts like cutting through fat and at others through bone. And as he did, he began to understand Elenore’s defeat.

She was alive, but… Anneliese didn’t move. Instead, her body was suspended in stasis.

Deep in the throes of denial, Argrave continued to free more and more of her figure. When he finally reached her face, her amber eyes open wide and her lips frozen into a faint smile, the last support snapped, and he accepted what had happened. She had been overwhelmed, and in a last-ditch effort, suspended her body with the Spark of Eternity. It gave her total invulnerability, yet…

Argrave didn’t know what to do. Rage? That was there, but some dim undercurrent kept him from losing himself to the tide of emotions that poured over him. Whatever her present state, she was alive. She could be brought back, right? She had to be. If she couldn’t be…

“Argrave…” Elenore’s quiet voice entered his mind, speaking delicately as if she feared what he might do. “Anneliese felt confident enough to do this because she knew you would still persist. That’s what she told me.”

Argrave couldn’t help but tear up upon hearing that. He stared into Anneliese’s amber eyes.

“She knew that you’d be able to finish the fight,” Elenore continued. “And you will be, right? For her? For all of us?”

Argrave swallowed his tears, his sobs, even though it was painful. He looked up toward the sky, where the sun of his design faintly sent light curving into this horrid place. The skies were again free of Gerechtigkeit’s influence. He could see the wound in the world—waiting, inviting, like a taunt.

“Just…” Argrave’s voice cracked, and he cleared his throat. “Just wait a moment, Anne. I’ll get you out of here. Then, I have to go.”

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Fortunately, Anneliese’s suspended form wasn’t trapped in that horrid pit—Argrave was able to bring her out of it, where others had already begun to gather around. He left her in the care of Elenore, then surveyed the surroundings as others gathered. Elenore brought a great deal of survivors here that she might coordinate their response and best deal with the aftermath. After all, she couldn’t be certain that she’d still have the blessing of connection if Argrave succeeded.

Durran’s patron, and Yinther, god of curiosity, died at Gerechtigkeit’s hand. Even Veid in the Great Chu had fallen in the battle. The Veidimen were in a period of mourning. Argrave thought Galamon would be among them as her champion, but no—he was here

she hadn’t fully claimed the spark for Anneliese, she had been a contributing factor. Her

as a concept might be ending

time to strategize and coordinate, Argrave visited with those gathering in the

of their broken city of Mundi and visiting the surface for the first time in centuries. The sunlight and open air made some of them vomit. He saw Elias of Parbon helping coordinate the human survivors—his father remained

Nikoletta mumbled quietly. “Mateth… nothing remains.

She’d lost an eye, and the wound persisted—no healing magic could close it,

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Argrave said, looking between her

words, and so he left them alone with their grief. He briefly joined

Great Chu?” He asked the

shared a glance, then his brother focused only on him. “Only a few

unusually angry tone. “I’m ashamed, even in my happiness. Patriarch Dras…” he

welcome here,” Argrave said with conviction.

shoulder. “And how are

Argrave insisted.

nodded. “Good luck.

ferried people over. According to Elenore, they’d been hit hard by the battle, but enough of them had survived to begin the revival of their people on this planet. The question remained, of course, whether or not they’d choose to

came to Durran, who sat

civilizations were lost after every cycle,” Durran said as greeting. “Everything… everything’s just gone.” He looked in the distance. “Mountains were eroded and remade. Cities were leveled, and the

these nightmarish corpses began to turn back into what they’d been born

worse

were just… forgotten. Lost. My people survived, but so many

Erlebnis’

turned his head back. “Tell me if you need help with

any weird people that hover near

Raven, I’m afraid.” Durran shook his head.

the fact that Raven had returned. It meant

taken off my neck.” Durran’s hand hovered near the spiral Raven had imbued on him—his life bet about whether or not Gerechtigkeit could be stopped. “So, go finish the

Argrave nodded.

Sophia stood in guard of Anneliese. The tally of damage could be calculated after this last battle was finished. For

he said as he walked

my own name in the list. But in the end, you could probably kill me easily at this