Shadow Slave

1070 Disfunctional Citadel

As they went back up the stairs, Sunny couldn't help but think about what he had seen in the stone chamber at the root of the great pagoda. The circle of runes, the sublime crystal hovering in the middle of it... that had to be the core of Hope's tower, as well as of the whole island. The very heart of the Citadel

But what was its purpose?

An easy conclusion would be that the divine soul shard was the energy source that powered the enchantments keeping the Ivory Island afloat. But that did not make any sense... the runes had been carved by the Demon of Desire herself, which meant that the enchantments had been created before her kingdom was destroyed.

Back then, it had been simply a prospering latte. There had been no islands, let alone flying ones. Come to think of it, Sunny was not entirely clear on how the Kingdom of Hope had become the Chained Isles... had she suspended the remnants of her shattered kingdom above the devouring flames herself, in order to preserve at least some of it, or had it been arranged by Sun God?

There were other questions, too. If the divine soul shard was the heart of the Citadel, was it powering the Gateway? But the Gateway was only created recently, after the Seed of Nightmare had been conquered. The Spell made it appear, not Hope. Had the Spell created entirely new enchantments, or built upon the existing ones?

Cassie had said that there were other functions of the Citadel she had yet to master. What were they, exactly?

Now that Sunny started thinking about it, he realized that he didn't really know much about Citadels. That word just used to describe a human stronghold built around a Gateway in the Dream Realm. He had visited two- the Sanctuary of Noctis and the Ivory Tower. No, actually, three- the Crimson Spire would have become a Citadel, too, if it had not been destroyed.

Was there perhaps more to the Citadels than he had known? Did all of them have hidden functions?

Sunny glanced at Cassie, who was tracing the stone wall with her fingers as she ascended the stairs.

back in the Nightmare. If

head and smiled

would be

course, it would be... neither of them had any hope of truly learning runic sorcery - or Hope's magic, as Noctic had called it in

could swing a sword without knowing how to

had only known one type of sorcery - the Sorcery of Names. They were

to humans. With the knowledge of writing, humans leamed how to transcribe true names and did not need to speak them aloud anymore. 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝖼𝖺𝗏𝖾․𝖼𝗈𝗆. More titan that, the names could be bound to material objects through writing, thus

the knowledge of true names-without knowing the meaning of the name, transcribing it would have no effect. And there was no way for either

both mortals, after

enchantments left behind by someone far

shook his head slightly, wondering what

higher. In the past, the Fire Keepers had made their home on the upper

pagoda. It was separated into many halls and chambers, some of which

mouth-watering aroma was coming from a half-open door at the end of one of

lit hall that was made into a kitchen. Sunny noticed that someone had put a lot of effort

to how it failed in the vicinity of Nightmare Gates, more primitive devices functioned perfectly well. There were expensive, but much more convenient speltech solutions, too. So while you

noticed several large crates of cooking ingredients, beverages, and snacks, which had obviously been delivered

stirring the source of the delicious aroma—a generous amount of fried rice that was being cooked in a bowl-shaped frying