Jackal Among Snakes
Chapter 708
Chapter 708: Forever
When Argrave and Anneliese walked out of their tent, the first thing they noticed was that underfoot.
“Grass?” Anneliese questioned. “How long have we been asleep? A week, or…?”
The reason for the lack of sound became clear—a ward surrounded their tent, blocking all noise from entering. Even had it not been there, things probably would’ve been quiet. It was the dead of night. The red moon shone brightly overhead, illuminating the place well. Hundreds and hundreds of tents alike their own had been set up. Fires rose elsewhere, where figures could vaguely be seen crowded around them.
Anneliese held her hand to the ward. Her A-rank ascension sapped the magic within it, and after a few moments, if faded away. Sounds rushed back to them—the dim call of the wind, the distant murmurs from tents and campfire, the sound of industry, of horses neighing… this place was a veritable city of tents.
Rapid movement alerted the both of them, and Argrave whipped his head to see what came. There, Raven—now fully human—stood with his obsidian staff. He watched them in total stillness as others came to join him—Lorena, Orion, Elenore. Their stunned surprise was self-evident.
Argrave gave a wave. “Hey.”
Both of Argrave’s siblings began to stampede over, while Raven and Lorena began a steady walk forward. Argrave and Anneliese were far too weak to resist the proceeding embrace, but they never would’ve anyway. Elenore and Orion both blubbered affectionately just as Anneliese and Argrave had been moments ago.
“I can’t really make sense of you,” Argrave told Elenore, stroking the back of her head. “I told you it’d be fine, didn’t I?”
Elenore struck him with love (somehow), while Orion squished the four of them together in a family embrace. As they were assaulted, Raven and Lorena walked up to speak a little clearer than the siblings.
“Permit them some surprise. I’ve been preparing them for the worst. After all, you’ve been entirely braindead the past ten days.” His gray eyes looked between them both. “Both of you. After what Sophia did, Argrave’s flesh reappeared, but both of your minds vanished.”
“What Sophia did?” Argrave repeated. “What do you mean? What’s happened? I mean… magic is here, and our connection persists.”
The pair went silent. Lorena touched Raven’s shoulder, saying, “I’ll get the others.”
“Is Sophia alright?” Anneliese asked. “Please, catch us up to speed.”
Raven planted his staff down into the ground, leaning against it. “Sophia wove Anneliese’s Spark of Eternity into our realm. She used it to rebirth magic just as it was. Beyond that, everything else a part of the cycle of judgment has seemingly faded. Divinity, spirits, shamanic magic, the Shadowlanders—all gone.”
“But is Sophia alright?” Argrave pressed.
“I’m unsure.” Raven looked away.
“Is she or isn’t she?” Argrave asked, voice stern and hard.
Elenore explained, voice hoarse from
power of creation, too, has vanished,” Raven
Elenore gripped Argrave’s
much. Just broke the cycle of judgment, destroyed the primordial force of destruction.” Argrave
it was fine. I’m
infinitely fatigued all in one. Orion gripped
new grass growing, the world was gray and lonesome without you two,” Orion said, voice still trembling. “But I
them—Galamon, Durran, and the many friends of the years they spent in shared antagonism to the cycle of judgment. A deluge of emotion overwhelmed them all—smiles, tears, anger, grief, all of which were overshadowed by one very consistent fact that served as a buoy for their
judgment
was artifacts made of their flesh. All spirits had faded away, forever cutting away shamanic magic from use. Gods that survived, such as Hause or Law, had returned to the mortal form
forever be the
spark into an everlasting magic, expending both primordial forces in the process. Beings that depended on magic would continue existing, and
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the sun of Argrave’s creation. Even his own soul remained there, despite his expectations. The Heralds could never again exert their influence upon this world. Unsavory disciplines such as necromancy and soul magic would be forever barred from mortal hands—in Argrave’s
elves of the Bloodwoods, Veidimen, southron elves, dwarves—all survived, and given time, all could thrive. Losses
had stood against the masters of their universe, and they had prevailed. And that freedom would not be taken
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Everyone around had been doing their best to make sure that she got nothing other than the best of the best, even amidst all of this… yet
experienced the full breadth of her own power, the beauty that was creation. She had been so sure that what
persisted.
and left their body, Raven claimed that there was nothing stirring in their minds. She had tried so
power of creation gone, she would never see them
until only the guilt and failure persisted. When, finally, she’d gained
anything to take their place. Why did everyone have to suffer for her? Her brother, every person that had tried to help her in Sandelabara, and now the couple who
she
said someone as they sat across from her.
looked up, her brain encountered an error and was forced to
to sit down. “Good ol’ meat soup.” He reached across with a makeshift wooden spoon, taking some and eating
what to do as Argrave and Anneliese
Argrave asked her. “Should she be eating that? I mean, what if she gets food poisoning? How long has that been
should be fine,”
Argrave placed his arms on the table they all sat at, then looked at Sophia with
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