Chapter 92
Solace
Ahundred ice spears erupted from my outstretched hands, skewering the place where the little goddess previously sat, shaking and afraid. But where there should be a dead body, punctured beyond recognition, was empty air.
I screamed, my otherworldly voice echoing off the buildings and causing the mortals to curse and cover their ears again.
My Water Magic was drained completely after that little stunt.
There must be another one.
That was the only logical reason why the elements I’d killed my siblings for so long ago refused to completely bow to my command.
After seeing the girl wield Destruction and Creation like she had the right to, it would stand to reason that there was at least another with opposite powers.
Air and Earth.
Fire and Water.
Pleasure and Pain.
I’d never had command over Pleasure and Pain, those particular siblings choosing to kill themselves rather than give Kaos and I any further power.
Cowards.
Just like the brother who portaled the godling out of reach of my lethal attack.
He dies. For both his infraction and his inability to inform me of the existence of godlings.
I searched frantically for my brother but found nothing.
But . . . there.
Not my brother, but perhaps just as good.
Kaos couldn’t die yet—his immortality was still secured through his Bond to his final descendant.
A luxury I no longer had. I’d felt the last death today, just as we arrived at the edge of this infernal city, which sent me into a fit of rage.
I’d destroyed the wall and a chunk of the lower sector as we invaded Vespera.
I was mortal.
And Kaos would be soon.
His final descendant was locked in a sword fight—of all mortal things—with another Mage, fury and heartache written on both their faces.
Kiss your immortality goodbye, brother. Then we shall see who is the stronger being.
With a snarl, I sent the remainder of my Air Magic beneath the ground. The stones shook and rattled before bursting heavenward as the bolt of air traveled directly through the courtyard to the mortals locked in combat.
Mages and Vessels from both sides were thrust into the air or fell to the ground as the stones buckled beneath them.
But I paid them no attention.
My focus was pulled directly to the two men as I watched them stumble as the ground shook before the stones rose up, propelled by my Air Magic.
They stayed suspended in the sky for a moment before they began to fall back to earth—directly on top of the last Truthsayer and his adversary.