The Mists of Brahma (The Pataala Prophecy - Book 2) by Christopher C. Doyle

Author:Christopher C. Doyle
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9789387894679
Publisher: Westland
Published: 2019-10-13T21:00:00+00:00

Near the Entrance to the Hall of Archives

Shukra stood, invisible, in the shadow of an enormous boulder perched on some rocks and watched the battle with great interest. Even though he was present in his physical form, he had used his powers to ensure that he could observe the clash of the two opposing forces, from his vantage point, without the dense forest cover obscuring his vision.

Unusually for a Gana member, Vishwaraj had well developed siddhis, no doubt a result of his past births. Shukra’s blood coursed through his veins, and much of Shukra’s power too.

What Shukra had not been able to gauge so far was Vishwaraj’s ability to lead.

Shukra knew that, in order to put his plans into action, he needed someone to lead the Vikritis.

But was Vishwaraj capable?

He knew that this battle was unnecessary. It didn’t advance his plans in any way.

But there were two things he would learn tonight.

The first was whether Vishwaraj could be the one to unite the vikritis. That would be a useful development for him. A unified band of vikritis operating under a single leadership would be an effective counter to the Sangha, enabling him to carry out his plan. In any case, the reason he had come here tonight was to move that plan forward, irrespective of Vishwaraj’s abilities. But if he was capable, it would definitely help.

The other thing was, of course, that the ongoing battle would conclusively demonstrate whether the One—the boy who had so fortuitously escaped him twice—was actually going to pose a threat to him.

Shukra still believed that the boy was not ready to fulfil the prophecy. He didn’t consider him a danger at all; just a minor irritant. But it would be good to see that conviction validated in the battle tonight.

One thing bothered him though.

He could sense another presence.

An atma.

And it wasn’t one of the bhutagana.

This was a spirit that belonged to a living being, not a dead one.

It was travelling out of its body, which meant that it was the spirit of someone who had unusual powers.

It was at a distance, observing all that was happening on the ground.

But he could sense it nonetheless.

And there was something about it that was deeply disturbing. Even familiar. Like a memory from thousands of years ago. And he didn’t know why.

Even as he pondered this, he saw it.

The atma that he had sensed.

It had been in the sky, hovering above them all.

And it was swooping down now, towards the ground. As it approached, he could see it clearly, flying straight towards the vikritis who were going in for the kill.

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