Sense: A Fantasy LitRPG Saga (A Touch of Power Book 3) by Jay Boyce

Author:Jay Boyce [Boyce, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2020-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five – Funeral

The orator spoke eloquently about the lives of Tevon and Christopher respectively, though Jade was having trouble focusing. Ren was still standing next to her, so she figured when she was needed, Ren making a move would signify that she needed to act as well. Or when anyone moved, really. For now, everyone was standing there listening to the orator as he went on about the cycle of life. She was devoting enough of her attention to it that she could recall it later if she needed to, but most of her attention fell onto the trees as she surreptitiously studied them.

Rather than trying to look at any of the trees surrounding them, she chose to study the trees behind the orator so that she’d be looking in the right direction. Now forewarned, when she activated mana sense she closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again, starting with the ground and slowly moving up to acclimate herself. That wasn’t too weird, considering that plenty of people present closed their eyes in silent supplication to the heavens or in trying to get their emotions under control.

Looking over that nearest tree was a strange experience. The ground beneath it glowed with earth, water, and blood magic, but the tree itself, down to the roots, was chock full of nature magic. The strangest thing was that the tree had its own aura, like she was used to seeing around humans. This was where the flashes of other random colors were coming from. The wood had its own affinities. Looking at the trees next to it, no tree was the same, and she came to the conclusion that each tree was influenced by what went into it. Whether that was the nature mage who raised it or the body beneath it, she wasn’t sure, but she figured it was probably a combination.

Her eyes flicked to the right, pausing before she reached the next tree. For there, floating above Christopher’s casket, was a pale green glow. Ashanna’s words echoed in her head. Most spirits move on after they die, but there are some that linger, and they can be captured after death. Trying to act casually, she moved her gaze to the queen, who was staring at the air above Christopher’s casket. Okay, so that was literally happening. That was fine, as long as Ashanna didn’t attempt the whole capturing thing. She didn't expect it of the queen, but she was watching her closely just in case.

However, through the rest of the Orator’s eulogy, Ashanna made no move, other than a few discrete nods, as if she was communicating with Christopher’s spirit. A pang of longing hit her, and she wished that spirit magic hadn’t been the one she’d struggled with. If she’d been able to utilize it, she could see Christopher one more time. Also...if his spirit was still here, following his body around, did that mean she’d shoved him into a pocket dimension for days? Dangit. She still had the tialon bodies in there too.

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