Spirit Hunter: A LitRPG Progression Fantasy (Victor of Tucson Book 3) by Plum Parrot

Author:Plum Parrot [Parrot, Plum]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2023-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

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THE ROOT OF THINGS

Victor sat on the rough-spun rug in the middle of the room, looking at Teil’s naked back as she breathed the steady, slow breaths of deep sleep. They’d ended up throwing the blankets on the floor because the beds were too small for the two of them to share, especially considering Victor’s size. She was beautiful, that was sure, and Victor had needed the affection, the closeness that she’d provided, at least as much as she had.

As he sat there, contemplating her, Victor tried to feel any guilt and regret, and he kept coming up empty. He cared a lot about Chandri, maybe even loved her in a way, but she’d made it pretty damn clear that he was too much for her, that the idea of getting closer to him was something frightening. In a corner of his mind, he knew he was rationalizing; Chandri might come around, they might get more intimate, and now he had this hanging over him.

“Well, it’s not like we’re together right now,” he said softly to Lifedrinker, holding her cool, silver-streaked metal to his forehead. The axe hummed slightly, vibrating the bones in his skull, and he liked how it felt, smiling as he slowly touched his molars together and pulled them apart, allowing the vibration to rattle through them. “Getting ready to talk again soon, aren’t you?” he whispered.

The room was quiet, but the night sounds of the forest were loud—crickets chirped, frogs chirruped, and night birds sang their trilling, haunting melodies. He loved it. He loved the sounds that came alive in the darkness of Fanwath, where the power of untamed nature still had that depthless, almost scary, overwhelming presence wherever people hadn’t fully mastered it. He’d noticed it everywhere, from the mountains to the plains to the forest. Hell, he’d even noticed it in the mines. Nature was powerful here, and he could see why a guy like Norl would choose to study and try to master it.

Their door was secure, and though the window was open for a night breeze, and the woods outside were dark, gloomy, and full of noises, Victor’s gut told him nothing dangerous was lurking there that night. He felt safe enough and wanted to make a quick spirit walk; he wanted to speak to Thunderbite. He thought about it for a few moments, deliberating on whether the risk was worth it, and then he had an idea. He reached into himself, touched his inspiration-attuned Energy, and cast Manifest Spirit.

Around the room, pearlescent white misty forms began to coalesce, and with them the characteristic yipping chatter of his coyote totems. Victor shushed them, and though she stirred and murmured softly in her sleep, Teil didn’t wake.

His companions paced back and forth, silently padding on the hardwood floor and rug, and Victor stared at them, one by one, until they met his eyes, and he made clear his desires, thinking clearly about how they were to guard him and Teil and wake him if trouble came.

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