Holmberg, D.K [First of the Blade 04] Unknown by D.K. Holmberg

Author:D.K. Holmberg
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781495228483
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2014-02-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

COAXING the renral to descend should have been a relatively easy process, but Imogen found that it was more complicated than she had intended, as she was distracted by the remains of the sacred temple. They circled, and the renral enchantment trembled, almost as if it took on some of her own uncertainty while they continued to descend.

Imogen’s hand had gone to the hilt of her sword without her meaning it to. Wind whipped around her, sending swirls of snow and eddies of cold working around her, reminding her all too much of her very first hike up a mountainside. When they finally landed, the others climbed off the renral, though Imogen sat for a moment, her gaze locked on what she had seen.

She climbed free of the renral and began to look around the mountaintop. The stone itself was little more than broken debris. As the wind kicked up around her, she couldn’t help but feel that the wind must have had something to do with the destruction that had occurred here, though Imogen knew better. Somebody had targeted this sacred temple.

There should have been no way for this place to be destroyed so easily. Having been to a sacred temple, she knew that they were powerfully built, old—possibly ancient—and this one should not have fallen. The sword masters that had been here would have been able to defend it.

But could they have defended it against sorcery?

They should have been able to. Any sword master capable of training in one of the sacred temples should be capable of withstanding the kind of sorcerer that came through here.

Unless it had been Timo. Imogen didn’t know if it had been. She had seen the strange line of energy that had shot off from him, the possibilities that had flowed from him, heading this way. And if he was responsible, it might not have been possible for any of the sword masters to withstand him.

She found a particularly high pile of rubble with blood staining it. She looked for the body that she suspected would be there, but there was none. Whoever had been here had fallen, but there was no sign of their remains.

“What do you think could have done this?” Eleanor asked. She made a steady circuit in the snow, creating a pattern of sorts around her, and power pressed out. It was sorcery.

“I don’t know. Nothing should have been able to destroy so much quite so easily.” Certainly not at the sacred temple, where Imogen suspected that there was some underlying natural resistance to sorcery that should have held up.

She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking about what she had seen before. When she had seen the paths stretching out before her, one that had come to her, and one that had veered off into the west, she had thought that meant Timo would continue his journey around the base of the mountain. She had not expected this.

If this were Timo, why destroy one of the sacred

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