Petition (Resonance Crystal Legacy Book 1) by Delilah Waan

Petition (Resonance Crystal Legacy Book 1) by Delilah Waan

Author:Delilah Waan [Waan, Delilah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Paper Tiger Productions
Published: 2022-05-29T16:00:00+00:00


—and the black links around his neck immediately flared up in response. No more than a hundredth of a heartbeat later, he was free. He whirled around, whipped his right hand up high, sacred blade poised to strike at the heathen guard who had stumbled upon him.

He saw nothing. Just a patchwork of shadows that rippled as the deepnight breeze pulled a curtain of clouds over the moon.

“Interesting.”

Hope blazed up within him at the sound of the low-pitched, feminine voice, only to die almost immediately. Its timbre was right, but the tone and the speech were wrong. The voice lacked Iweth-na’s pure depth, and they would never have spoken to him in that corrupted dialect.

“Anyone other than an archmage ought to have succumbed to me.” The voice circled him. “Yet I sense no resonance from you.”

The street in front of him was a blur of silver and black. He kept his silence and his eyes on the ground, matching the shape and motions of each flickering shadow to the physical object of its origins until he found the odd one out: a rounded blob ten strides away whose outline flowed like water.

“What do you do here in my city, starbound? Where is your keeper?”

Not a guard. One of those heathen adepts, then? The separation between the temples and resonance adepts was another thing he could not understand, but his place was not to understand. Azosh-ek stretched his eyes, held them open to stare unblinking at the spot above that odd shadow, even though all he wanted to do was to look anywhere else.

Three breaths later, the compulsion melted away, and one of the moonbeams in his watering vision resolved into a tall, white-robed woman. She wore a tiny smile on her lips and a large crystal pendant around her neck on a chain not dissimilar to his own, and the intricate scars that decorated her hands glowed with the color of sunset.

He exploded into motion, sailing over his meticulously arranged sacrifice in a single leap. They had never expected to be able to remain undiscovered, but it would not do to be unmasked so soon. The woman’s death was a necessary waste he regretted, but he had committed far greater sins.

And for this particular sin, he needed no guidance.

Azosh-ek slashed down with the sacred blade, ready for its serpentine edges to sink deep into the woman’s throat. This time, he would be strong. He would not let her death echoes make him question their cause. But he would grant her the respect of meeting her eyes as he bled her dry.

Even a heretic deserved that much.

The amber eyes that met his gaze were not the terrified eyes of someone about to die. They gleamed with the amusement of a predator discovering its prey had claws. Her scarred hand moved more swiftly than he could track and there was a bright clang as she met the ebon blade in his hand with a knife of her own.

It was a copy.

A shining



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