A Prince's Errand by Dan Zangari & Robert Zangari

Author:Dan Zangari & Robert Zangari [Zangari, Dan & Zangari, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947673038
Publisher: LOK Publishing
Published: 2019-12-02T22:00:00+00:00

“Only one of the Three shall remain. He will deal justly with his adversary.”

- Prophecy of Soron Thahan

Kaescis stalked through the halls of the Keepers’ Temple. It was empty. Where were those accursed elves? Surely the Swift-Dagger had brought his entire company with him. At least two hundred of those vile elves were in their last encounter.

He turned a corner and was met by a wall of barsion. Angered, Kaescis sliced his blade through the magic; it broke like glass.

“This must be the right way,” he said beneath his breath. Several more barsion barriers blocked his path, but Kaescis destroyed them as easily as the first. Soon, he entered a round chamber that rose seven stories.

“Prince Kaescis!”

He knew that voice… one of the Sorothians, Kalder. Kaescis turned to see three of the Sorothian warriors with their barsionist. Anger boiled within him. Had he made the—no! They’re not my enemy. Kaescis shook off the hostility.

Another wall of barsion blocked another hallway; there were seven connected to this chamber. A good number. Kaescis dashed straight for the barsion, slicing his sword through it. He heard the others chasing after him. Kaescis led them through the halls, breaking barrier after barrier of barsion magic. Did the Sapphire Guard deliberately want him to follow?

Soon, they came to a corridor blocked by a wall of rock. It looked raw, like the caverns outside the temple.

“Where to now?” Gregan asked.

“There’s no other barsion,” Aron remarked.

The Sorothians debated which way to go next. Kaescis heard them say that this didn’t look like any other hall they had seen in the temple. That gave him an idea.

Kaescis shoved his Ko’delish blade into the rock, carving a circular opening. He slammed his fist into the rock and spread his gauntleted fingers, pulling the chunk he had cut from the rest of the wall. His armor afforded him greater strength, as did the enhancing spell he had cast upon himself before donning the suit.

The hewn rock fell to the ground and revealed more of the corridor, but it was barred by another earthen wall. A transmutative spell?

Kaescis cast a dispel. Off-white dispelling magic formed beyond his freehand and he slammed it into the stone. The rock turned to sand, spilling across the corridors.

“What kind of incantation was that?” the old mage demanded. “It was too short and choppy to be a real incantation… Do you know some kind of ancient magical tongue?”

Kaescis ignored him and continued to the next wall. He cast the same spell, turning the rock to sand. A barsion barrier was behind this one, and Kaescis sliced through it, shattering the magic. He destroyed two more barriers and found a doorway leading to a circular chamber.

Cautious, Kaescis stepped inside. He wondered if it was a trap, that perhaps—

Seven pillars caught his eye, each with transparent globes sitting atop them.

A transportium? Kaescis wondered, entering the chamber. A chest-high pedestal stood at the far end of the room. Yes, this was a transportium chamber. But where was the platform?

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