Holmberg, D.K [First of the Blade 03] Unlocked by D.K. Holmberg

Author:D.K. Holmberg
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: ASH Publishing
Published: 2021-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

IMOGEN KNEW there were other scouts in the cave, and the scream likely came from one of them. But what had they uncovered?

The sound died, and she didn’t hear anything more. Taking the time to meditate and use Tree Stands in the Forest might have been a mistake. She had attempted to find answers, but perhaps she should have gone looking for the others right away.

She slid her feet forward slowly, twisting and turning while staying in Petals on the Wind. The glow in the chamber began to ease. She shifted to Stream through the Trees, and then she paused when the lights in the cavern dimmed completely.

There had to be some magical influence here, though she wasn’t exactly sure what it was. Not renral—at least, not the renral the way she had seen them before. Whatever she felt was different than what she’d detected before, and it had to be considerable.

Imogen felt something around her, a faint energy.

The roots began to spread, but a tree was not only roots, was it?

She needed branches. She spread those as well, and they stretched outward from her, as if some part of her were aware of everything around her. She continued to probe, sending branches and roots out until they met a sense of pressure.

Imogen shifted carefully, sliding her feet as if she were uprooting one leg, before setting down new roots with each step. Each time she lifted a leg, she felt as though some part of her was being unsettled. When she put the leg back down and pushed energy into the stone beneath her feet, she detected something greater. Imogen made a steady pattern with one step after another, until she reached the pressure against her.

The pressure felt strange to her. She didn’t know what it was, only that it pushed against her, making it difficult for her to walk forward.

The cavern was dark, with nothing but inky blackness around her.

But she didn’t need the light. She was Leier. She had trained to fight.

She might be isolated and alone, but she was holding on to this pattern.

A fluttering sensation worked against her senses, and it seemed as if it was trying to probe against the sacred pattern. In that moment, she knew she had felt it before.

The air split with a painful shriek.

She froze. Could the scouts have found some sort of renral roost? They should have detected something… unless Abigail had wanted them to come here.

Her people had faced renral ever since taking the path Abigail had sent them on. Why wouldn’t there be more for them to deal with?

Imogen needed to know if there was one here, but she didn’t know if she would be able to tell. The inky feathers would blend into the blackness of the cavern.

She focused and forced her mind to still. She stayed in Tree Stands in the Forest, knowing it would protect her.

As she did, a whimper came from nearby. One of the Leier scouts?

Imogen pushed outward with the pattern,

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