(II) Tunnel
Chapter 42 of "Path of the Deathless" begins with: 23 (II)TunnelIt closed around the Young Lordâs neck and started pulling him toward the ambush... See the full story!
23 (II)Tunnel
It closed around the Young Lordâs neck and started pulling him toward the ambush rupture with reckless ease. And Adam would have been dragged across and through if not for Shiv gripping the assailant by the arm.
âNo,â Shiv growled. The enemy stopped dead and tried to pull hard. Shiv clenched his teeth as his Might of Mass grew, allowing him to match strength against strength. For a half-second, they were at a stalemate while Adam gagged. Then, Shiv ended the contest by boosting his strength with a surge of Biomancy. âGet your own Young Asshole!â
Instead of Adam getting yanked into the gap, Shiv ripped the final crow into the tunnel and swung them around. Umbrals ducked. The automaton crow struggled and slashed at him with a nightglass dagger, which Shiv blocked with his own blade. Chips of bone flew off Shivâs dagger as edge met edge, but that was as far as the crow got before the bone drill arrived.
Two meters of diamond-edged bone punched straight through the automatonâs chest before twisting upward and tearing out the enemyâs insides. The mechanical crow shudderedâand then Shiv seized the assassin by a gap in its neck and tore, flexing Might of Mass and Biomancy at the same time.
A horrible noise sounded. Steel, glass, plastic, and more came asunder. Coolant sprayed and sparking wires whipped through the air. The Deathless dropped the two halves of his enemy and turned to pull the stunned Young Lord back onto his feet.
Reflexes > 49
Knife Proficiency > 27
âSo, how did you miss this one?â Shiv asked, pointing at the bifurcated automaton on the ground.
Adam rubbed his neck and swallowed painfully. âI⌠I⌠I donât know. They were⌠.â
Shiv scowled and looked around. âI guess their Stealthmustâve been more ridiculous than your Awareness.â He turned back to the convoy and sighed.
A cold and terrible dread followed her reply.
The urgent-sounding thought came from one of the mages in their convoy. She was looking down at an unmasked crowâand the dead woman proved to be an Umbral. At first, Shiv assumed the problem was the revelation of Umbral traitors, but the actual issue proved to be even more chilling.
Shiv felt at the dead Umbral using his Biomancy. There didnât seem to be anything wrong with her from what he could tell. But he was still mostly a thug with his magic. Mostly brute force and violence. They needed an actual expert.
another Umbral in the group cried out.
Valor said, breaking his long silence. Shiv conveyed to the dagger what the Umbrals just discovered, and Valor scoffed.
âYeah, well, theyâre throwing bodies at us.â Shiv eyed the walls with paranoia. The gaps the crows came through were closed now. But at any moment, even the ground beneath his feet could see Shiv betrayed⌠âIt would have ended worse for us if Adam didnât sense them coming.â
âAll of them but one,â the Young Lord said, still staring at the automaton crow that nearly got him. He looked at Shiv briefly but shook his head instead of saying anything.
Valor asked.
âAround twenty or so,â Shiv said.
âTwenty-six,â Adam said, giving a more concise count.
âSo, what, we just cleared out a good portion of the spies here?â Shiv asked.
Uva said, entering the conversation. There was an undercurrent of growing unease that she channeled into anger.
Shiv studied Valor for a moment, wondering why he didnât reply, before he realized the dagger canât hear Uvaâs thoughts. âUva, could you tether Valor too?â
âNo,â she said. âHis cage is⌠It is a prison in more ways than one. The fact that he can be heard is a small miracle already, and a testament to his great power.â
The Deathless winced.
Valor said.
âLetâs keep moving,â Shiv said. He looked at the rest of the convoy as they stripped the fallen crows of weapons. One of the Weaveress knelt in mourning over the mutilated Weaveress the automaton crow used as a shield to ambush Adam. There was a building tension in the group that matched the pressure in the air. As for the Young Lord himself, he kept closer to Shiv. So close Shiv could hear the other manâs breathing.
Shiv realized. Adam was talented, well-trained across a variety of skills, and a prodigious Adept-Tier Pathbearer. But he spent most of his time refining himself at an academy and facing enemies in controlled situations. Aside from the attack on Blackedge and the battles he experienced in the Abyss, Shiv didnât know if the Young Lord had practicalcombat experience.
In comparison, Shiv was nothing practical.One had to be when hunting lesser vampires as a Pathless.
âJust let it hurt,â Shiv said.
âWhat?â Adam rasped. His throat was bruised. Maybe even swollen. Shiv could the inflammation.
âThe fear. The tension. Donât give it any thought. Just let it be a feeling and focus on other things. Thatâs what always made the pain weaker for me when I was raiding vampire nests.â
Adam breathed. Shiv guessed he wanted to say something about how easy it was for the Deathless not to fear death, but the example Shiv gave predated his Path. âWhy did you do it?â
âHunt vampires?â Shiv replied, scanning his surroundings. He was receiving mental images from the other members of this force. The Weaveresses kept their hands pressed against the webs now, trying to track vibrations. The tunnel was starting to get wider. A gust of air washed over Shiv, telling him there was probably a channel up ahead.
âYes. I asked Adept Tran about you afterââ
âAfter you got back.â
âYeah. He told me that you killed your hundredth. I didnât want to believe him, then. But I knew. Even when I was looking at you. I could smell their blood on your body, and I the fact that you werenât a coward.â
âDonât get sentimental on me now, Adam.â Shiv chuckled. But the Young Lord didnât insult him or laugh. âHey. Are you good? Can you keep going?â
âDonât mock me, Do not mock me!â Adam almost snarled. Shiv turned to glare at himâpartially for using a name Shiv didnât acknowledge, but also to make sure the Young Lord wasnât going to turn into a liability when the fighting started up again. The people in the back were beginning to look uneasy. Uva was about to say something, but Shiv responded to her first.
âIâm not,â Shiv bluntly said to Adam's face. âNo one doubts you but you right now. Whatever you want to say or do with me, we can deal with that after. Right now, we need your shit together. Is it?â
Adam swallowed. The part of him that remained the hurt, traumatized boy from all those years ago during the night of the ritual wanted to continue his building tantrum. Roland Arrowâs heir locked that boy away. âYeah. It is.â
âOkay,â Shiv said. âI trust you.â
Their trek continued on in active silence for some time. Shiv checked his Quest status every few minutes, worried that the failure condition might register. So far, though, it seemed that Yunni hadnât triggered her bomb yet. Whether that was because of a malfunction or a delay, he didnât know, but he heeded Valorâs words the most.
Then, their approach finally came to a halt as Adam called out again. He closed his eyes and concentrated hard.
Shiv thought. That was⌠quite a bit more than he was expecting. But his own group wasnât insubstantial either. They had around thirty Umbrals and four Weaveresses in total. Quite a few full mages in the group as well.
The Young Lord noted Shivâs surprised stare.
Shiv laughed. To his pleasure, a few of the Umbrals did as well. The Weaveresses were more reservedâand . They seemed to take the loss and disfigurement of their kin on another level.
âOkay, Adam,â Shiv said. âWhat the hells do we do now?â
The Young Lord blinked. âYouâre asking me? I thought you were the leader of this damned expedition.â
âI thought I was just the meatshield. Iâm only in front because Iâm expendableâand to stop anyone from taking advantage of your waifish physique. Youâre the one who went to Flaming Chicken Academy.â
Adam growled mentally. The Young Lord sighed before looking to the Umbrals behind him.
a Weaveress replied.
Uva added, a heat in her voice.
the Young Lord said with more than a little envy.
Valor spoke.
âSomething like that,â Shiv said. He held the dagger closer to Adam. âThe Young Lord hereâs trying to figure out how to get through without making this a bloodbath.â
âYeah? And whatâs your idea, ?â Adam snorted. âStab them in the eyes?â
Adam flinched back from Valorâs outburst.
âSome. Why?â Shiv wondered where this was going.
Shiv had a pretty good idea where this was going.
âAlright.â Adam nodded, his face taking on a look of appreciation. âThatâs not bad, dagger. Not bad at all. But⌠whoâs going to be the crow? And whoâs going to be the prisoner?â Shiv grinned at Adam. The Young Lord bit back a shiver of unease as the man wearing his own skeleton beside him stayed quiet. âI⌠can be the crow. I attended a few acting classes back at the academy.â
âIt should be one of us,â Uva said from the back. âThey have infiltrated our sisterhood. They might not notice so fast.â
âNo,â Shiv said. âToo much risk. And I donât think the subterfuge is going to last long. Just enough for us to get a gauge on their defensesâand try to break whatever formations they have going.â
âWe still havenât decided whoâs going to be the crow,â Adam said.
âYes, we have,â Shiv replied, patting the Young Lord on the arm. âThe victim requires more acting chops anyway. The crow just has to be strong and silent. That means muscles, Young Lord.â
âI have muscles,â Adam said with a scowl, folding his arms. And he did. He really did. But Shiv felt like being a bit of a bully.
âNot compared to him, you donât,â one of the Umbral Pyromancers muttered. âItâs like heâs smuggling my grandmotherâs washboard under his skin.â
Uva said, tone tense.
âI am focusing,â the Pyromancer said, chuckling. âI am focusing, .â
As Uva glared death at the Pyromancer from the back, Adam flexed his arms at the Weaveresses, trying to get the spiderfolk to compliment him.
Shiv, though, felt the weight of the moment press on him. He might be Deathless, but the othersâŚ
And so he was going to make damn sure that none of them fell. Even if it killed him. if it killed him.