The Magic Below Paris Boxed Set by C M Simpson & Michael Anderle

Author:C M Simpson & Michael Anderle [Simpson, C M & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642024838
Amazon: B07X6H417Q
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2019-10-09T23:00:00+00:00

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Shadow Poison

Marchant’s hopes weren’t realized. They faced and fought their way through two more small clusters of shadow monsters before they reached the gatehouse, only to find it closed and barred against them. Glancing up at the walls, Marsh thought she saw faint signs of movement, but she couldn’t be sure, and she didn’t have time.

“Wait here,” she said, sliding into shadow form and turning to look down the length of the wall.

Before Roeglin could ask her what she was doing, Marsh had stepped into the darkness, asking the shadows to find her a door. It took her only seconds to find the threads of darkness connecting her to the answer, and a few seconds more to find the small door in the wall not far from the gatehouse.

Thinking of what the path had looked like in front of the gates, Marsh focused on becoming one with the shadows and stepping through them to shorten the distance in between. Her arrival startled the guards, and only Roeglin’s swift warning kept her from being skewered. As it was, Gustav barely managed to turn his blade away in time.

The shadow master rolled his eyes, and Marsh ignored him.

“This way,” she said, cutting through Gustav’s apology. “There’s a gate.”

Again, she drew on the shadows to guide her, but this time she didn’t seek to become one with them, remaining solidly human. Leading the way through the shrooms and boulders clustered around the base of the waystation’s wall, she took them to the gate and was relieved when it opened beneath her hand. The kat brushed past her to investigate the territory behind, and Marsh didn’t try to stop her.

None of her companions made any comment, but she knew that more than one of them would be thinking that whoever had taken over the station had made the same mistake as Monsieur Gravine—they’d barred the gate and forgotten the secondary entrance.

Or they left it clear so they could escape if they needed to, Roeglin murmured.

Marsh might have rolled her eyes at his words, except the man had a point. Drawing on the shadows and on a more natural magic, she tried to see if there was anyone waiting inside. It was a relief when the shadows showed the space on the other side of the gate to be empty. It was even more of a relief when her nature magic showed that the dark ahead of them was devoid of anything except Mordan’s brightly flaming life force.

Now all they had to do was reach the gatehouse. She led the way along the wall, hoping there was an inner gate as well as an outer one. The Deeps knew her uncle had insisted two gates were safer.

She glanced back to make sure the others were following and muffled a snort when she saw Gustav carefully lowering a locking bar over the small doorway. Someone, at least, had learned from past mistakes, even if they weren’t his own.

To her relief, they reached the gatehouse without encountering

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