Jackal Among Snakes

Chapter 705

Chapter 705: Flipside

“Do you know what’s more agonizing than having tried to gain power, and failed?”

Argrave awoke with a start, throwing his head around as he scanned his surroundings. He laid in the grass, and upon orienting himself, rose to his feet as fast as he could manage. He stood in a wide-open plain, a single tree off in the distance.

“It’s to have unimaginable power, and then lose it.”

Argrave spotted the owner of the voice. It was a small boy sitting in the tree, with black hair and red eyes. From sight alone, Argrave recognized it was Sophia’s older brother—or at least, something bearing his image. He held his arm out and called upon his blood magic immediately, and his arm exploded as a bolt of pure power erupted forth toward the figure.

Yet… it passed through. Both the boy, and the tree. It continued onward toward the sky ineffectually.

“No hesitation killing a child? I like your style.” The boy jumped down off the tree, landing and staggering. “Still, a few Heralds probably clutch their guts, keeled over in laughter at the both of us. It’s a shame they’re arrogant.”

Argrave delivered one more attack for good measure, aiming it at the ground instead. Once more, it passed through effortlessly as though it didn’t exist. It was only once he accepted the situation that he straightened his back, focusing on this figure. His mind didn’t stop searching for answers, possibilities.

“Out there, we were Gerechtigeit and Argrave, two fighters in their prime. Inside, we’re both nothing at all.” Griffin looked around. “Still… with Sophia freed, this might be considered a pleasant prison. This place was meant to contain Gerechtigkeit,” he explained, his boyish voice serving to detract none of his seriousness.

“Contain you,” Argrave pointed, wracking his brain for solutions.

“Well, you, me. What’s the difference?” Griffin shrugged.

“A great deal.” Argrave looked around.

He began to recognize some distant buildings, and his heart sank. This was Sandelabara. He couldn’t forget it—he’d spent so damned long here.

“This is where I spent all of my time when the cycles were over. Only… it was different. Sophia and I shared a prison, in essence. Separate in body, united in spirit. We went through the same week, over and over again.” Griffin walked toward the city. “My torture and death. And then… I watched hers.” He looked over. “Changing that was one half of the deal I made with the Heralds when Lorena threatened things. I confined Sophia’s suffering to a three-hour period. I made her own memories of what’d happen disappear. It was the best I could find in that hell, with Good King Norman holding the reins.”

Argrave walked after him, searching for some weapon he might use. “Why not pick out three hours while she was asleep?”

“Sophia has nightmares,” Griffin answered. “Well… had.” He looked back. “You may have changed that. And considering recent events, I may have brought them back.”

“Nice job,” Argrave praised. “Very brotherly.”

“Hmm.” Griffin smiled, looking back at the city. “But she’s free. I’ll never be tortured again. No one will return. It’s just a prison, nothing more.”

“Can you kill yourself, maybe?” Argrave asked. “Save me the trouble of solving this conundrum? Hell, you could’ve done that from the beginning. Instead, I was just looking upon a hellscape. Billions dead. An infinite number, if you go back further.” Ṙ’

“I’m greedy,” answered back Griffin. “If I view something as mine, I’ll sacrifice anything to get it. I wanted freedom—and Sophia’s freedom, too. I don’t regret anything. Well… I regret losing. Your willingness to sacrifice won you the day. We’re alike, in that way.”

“I use my own flesh and blood—not that of others.” Argrave threw a rock through the air, but again, it phased right through Griffin. “Bastard,” he cursed in frustration. He wasn’t willing to accept this result.

true.” Griffin inhaled. “It’s interesting, though, the similarities. Or perhaps I’m just warping reality to fit

introspection I hear?” Argrave stopped in his tracks,

“But you’re probably right. I was very disappointed in you. Pragmatism was always your

if he might be falling into a trap

“You can’t deny it would’ve gone better

shook his head.

hint of laughter. “Well… maybe. If Sophia said

would hate what you’ve become,” Argrave

resorted to anything truly evil. And what I did… maybe

“You do,” Argrave confirmed.

He looked over. “But there’s you. A walking contradiction to

III wasn’t my father.” Argrave sighed. “I thought you’d picked up on that,

certainly is now.” Griffin smiled. “Besides,

If you read it on Amazon,

where you admit you’re my father,” Argrave took a

video games all day, wasting his life away filling out a wiki that

had over a hundred thousand unique visitors

interrupted. “Either way, I said I ‘was’ very disappointed

is at the very bottom of my list of priorities,” Argrave said, emphasizing this

second half of my deal I made with the Heralds to defeat Lorena was to allow my soul

started laughing. “Seriously? This is your

plenty of sense to the notion,” Griffin argued. “Why else would you

a sweet girl who suffered a great deal,”

coming here?” Griffin rose to his feet, wiping blades of grass out

the future. Why would I be able to? They’re entirely unrelated,” Argrave

body?” Griffin raised a brow, sporting

know why I’m here.” Argrave shook his head. “But I see what’s in front of me: a big problem I need to

else would you be just as powerless as I am…” Griffin looked around.

multi-use. They can hold people.” Argrave pointed to himself, then at Griffin. “Or they can

sighed. “You can be

“You’ve no proof of this. No knowledge. Nothing but a big pile

true, would it stop

not,”

“If your continued existence ensured the cycle

was brought pause by the question, but only for a few moments. “I think I probably talked myself into it, by this point. But it

And of everyone I’ve ever clashed

“You’d like that, wouldn’t

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