Will of Fire by Rhett C Bruno & Jaime Castle

Author:Rhett C Bruno & Jaime Castle [Bruno, Rhett C & Castle, Jaime]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2019-01-07T16:00:00+00:00

XX

THE MYSTIC

It wasn’t exactly that Sora woke up; she hadn’t been sleeping. She’d experienced the whole journey after whatever Aihara Na did to her, eyes wide-open. The problem was that although she saw everything, she couldn’t process anything. It was as if she was under the influence of one of Wetzel’s potions for some life-threatening malady, one that would require the patient to be relieved from the very feeling of existence.

That was how she felt, like she was relieved from feeling anything at all. She'd felt cobbled roads, and seen water. She remembered climbing stairs and seeing people—but all those things might have been true of any place in the city.

She was hopelessly confused.

A finger pressed against her forehead, same as before, and she snapped to. Her fists waved around as if trying to punch out an army by herself.

Sora’s vision became clear again. She stood alone in a room with Aihara Na. Unlike most of Yaolin City with its wood and sweeping tile roofs, this room was hard, cold, red stone. The ceiling extended high above, braziers of fire hanging at varying intervals.

“There you are,” Aihara Na said. “Everything is all right.” For the first time, the woman had her hood drawn back, and Sora could see the details of her face. High, proud, cheekbones and a long chin creased with wrinkles at the point. She wasn’t ancient like Wetzel, despite the title Lord Bokeo gave her, but it was evident she’d seen much of the world. Her expression spoke of decades of disappointment, exhaustion.

“What are you doing to me?” Sora was instantly reminded of the time, not too long ago in Winde Port, that Kazimir had her chained up in the steeple of a church. But this time, she realized, she wasn’t chained up. Aihara Na wasn’t even looking at her. Sora was completely free and uninhibited, yet still found incapacitated. It was like her mind had to relearn how to operate her body.

Aihara Na moved toward Sora, and Sora would have shrunk back if she could've. “We’ve already told you what we will do. We are going to train you in the mystic arts.”

“Train me? I want nothing to do with you or your wicked rituals. You’re no better than the Drav Cra, sacrificing life to get what you want.”

Aihara merely smirked in response.

Just then, Aquira crawled out from behind a column.

“Aquira,” Sora said. Her foot finally budged, and she stomped forward hard without meaning to. Now it was Aquira’s turn to shrink back. Her eyes blinked fast, and Sora recognized a look of sadness when she saw one.

“How could you lead me to that?” Sora asked. “I… I”

“Stop,” Aihara Na said. “Do not blame her. She may understand your words, but she is still a beast and knew not what was done. She only followed the command of those she knew cared for her.”

Sora slowly crept forward and knelt before the wyvern. “You have no love for her if you’d treat her that way.” She stretched out her arm for Aquira to climb up, but Aquira remained skittish.

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