Age of the Overlords - Chapter 12
A Blood the the Dragons Tale
Age of the Overlords by Kevin Potter
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Blood of the Dragons book 3
Age of the Overlords
CHAPTER TWELVE
MALYYSTRAZZA SHRIEKED IN bitter frustration. She connected to her Apex without difficulty. She was able to craft spells within her mental prison without difficulty. But every time she tried to exercise her power outside of the prison nothing happened. Even trying only to see outside the prison ended in failure.
Pulling wild rivers of arcane power from her Apex, she thrust them with deadly intent at the barrier just beyond her mind. She hammered at it with all the power she could muster.
Nothing she did so much as chipped the barrier. No attempt she made even seemed to strike the thing.
She stopped, sucking in shallow gasps of air and trying to think. There had to be a way through it. Maybe the strange wyrm would see what was happening and help her break through?
Don’t be foolish, she admonished. You can’t count on that. You need to find your own way through.
Closing her eyes, she took several deep breaths. Panicking or hyperventilating were unlikely to lead her to an answer. She needed to think clearly.
Just like that, with a simple acknowledgement of her situation, she calmed. With slow determination, she ordered her thoughts and structured her options.
One by one, she went down her mental list of arcane powers and other abilities that seemed likely to help her. She numbered them in order of likelihood of success, then began trying them in that order.
First, she tried a targeted attack intended to shatter arcane defenses. Although terming the barrier a defense might have been a bit of a stretch, it seemed most likely to succeed.
Seeing it had no effect, she moved on to a power meant to utterly destroy arcane shields and mental defenses.
And on she went, trying every item on her list in her efforts to destroy the barrier keeping her arcane powers sealed in the prison along with her mind.
Several items down the list, her world trembled and a blast of silvery crimson light flashed down to strike the crimson heart of her mental prison.
“Subtle,” she said with a laugh.
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