Waybound by Will Wight

Author:Will Wight [Wight, Will]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hidden Gnome Publishing
Published: 2023-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

When the Weeping Dragon’s attention locked onto Ziel, he knew they were all going to die.

It had passed over his sect long before, and he’d felt as though the end of the world had come. But that was without the Dreadgod noticing them at all. Its very gaze was enough to crush spirits and strip away hope.

He tried to escape, and he wasn’t the only one. Ziel stopped pushing through the animated lightning bolts and the hostile storm the instant he felt the Dreadgod watching them and gathering power.

He commanded the air to open, but it wouldn’t. Yerin tried to activate her Moonlight Bridge, but it only sputtered white light. Mercy used her new technique that allowed her to fade into the shadows, but darkness passed over her without taking her anywhere.

They were spatially locked. Without discussion, the three of them buckled down to defend. They landed on the ground, and Ziel stood in front with his large, steel shield braced. He clung to the Shield Icon as well, mustering all the willpower he could focus.

Yerin lay a hand on his shoulder and joined her will to his, reinforcing his defense. The two Remnants following her around generated a barrier of lightning around them and pushed against the storm aura in the air.

Mercy was covered head-to-toe in amethyst armor, and she Forged a web of dark madra around them. He suspected that wouldn’t do anything to stop the Weeping Dragon’s breath, but maybe she was setting something up.

They continued layering their defenses. Ziel spun emerald runes into a circle around them with the Path of the Dawn Oath. Further and further he went, adding several concentric circles. Two of the script-circles resisted madra, one resisted physical force, and he even quickly improvised one that resisted storm aura specifically.

As Ziel watched the shining star of madra gathering in the Dreadgod’s mouth, he tried to convince himself that this would be enough. He was the perfect person to stand in front of the others. He was the Shield Sage, now. He had a Path suited for defense.

He was a wall that wouldn’t buckle.

Then the Weeping Dragon unleashed its breath, and he saw how wrong he’d been.

A solid cylinder of light split the sky in half, tearing open the storm clouds. The pressure from the technique alone crushed his script-circles, stripped away the authority of his Icon, and shoved him back a dozen paces.

Trees and grass were stripped away as far as Ziel could see. The breath hadn’t even hit. This was just the wind from its passing.

He’d seen Monarchs and Dreadgods attack, but this was a technique on a different level.

Yerin planted her feet and cycled all her madra to resist, her red lock of hair flapping in the wind. She gritted her teeth and glared up at the technique over them, but she didn’t waste any power attacking it. Everything was going toward keeping her upright.

Mercy was braced against the stone ground, fingers and toes dug in to keep herself from blowing backwards.

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