Song's Prophet: Tales of Dizhelim by P. E. Padilla

Author:P. E. Padilla [Padilla, P. E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943531219
Amazon: B093BJBNLK
Goodreads: 58209615
Publisher: Crimson Cat Publishing
Published: 2021-05-24T06:00:00+00:00

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When he got back to Denore and Iowyn, both of them waiting for him in the cave they had been using as a base of operations, he explained what had happened.

“And you just left him there?” Denore asked. “You didn’t…do anything to him?”

“No. I put him back to sleep, but nothing more. What would you have me do, Den? Kill the man?”

“Of course not, but you could have captured him or something.”

“There was no need. I have hope that what I said will soften his heart toward me, after he has a chance to think about it and realize I could have harmed him but didn’t.”

“I wouldn’t count on that, Tso,” Iowyn said. “The man was planning to ambush you. I don’t really think he’s the trusting type, regardless of whether you spared him from harm or not.”

Tsosin, Denore, and Iowyn remained in the cave over the next day and a half. During that time, General Cheruzen broke camp and headed back to the Genta capital of Amrisnach, taking all his scouts with him. He had apparently decided that there was no value in trying to hunt Tsosin down.

The three mages prepared to leave when Tsosin noticed one of his listening devices had gone dead.

“That’s strange,” he said. “I just lost the connection to one of my spy devices. The tiny flow of qozhel stopped.” While he spoke, another went silent. “I’ll be back shortly.”

Tsosin left the cave, casting his protective spells on himself. Shields, invisibility, and sound-dampening magic took effect and he headed toward where the lost sensors had been placed.

Before he got to the area, he heard the sound of something being smashed. At the same time, another of his sensors lost contact. He was close enough to the device that was just destroyed that he could see where it had been placed.

Up in the tree, next to where he had left his spy device, a man dressed in black was descending the tree. His clothes were snug, shades of black and grey swirling throughout the cloth, helping him to blend in with the shadows in the tree. Tsosin had only seen him because he’d been looking where the sensor was and because the man was moving.

The man climbed down the tree effortlessly. When he reached the ground, he closed his eyes—the only part of his face that was visible beneath the hood and mask—and went motionless. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, looked toward where Tsosin had left another sensor, and stalked toward it.

As he moved, the man’s left shoulder came into view. There was some kind of insignia sewn into the dark clothing, hard to see because it too was dark. Tsosin had seen a drawing of that insignia once before. A symbol he thought was only myth.

The archmage headed back toward the cave, but as he did, the dark man snapped his head toward Tsosin as if he’d heard a twig snap. That was impossible with the spells he had cast on himself, but the man had heard or seen something.

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