{"id":3318,"date":"2017-08-14T00:00:52","date_gmt":"2017-08-14T04:00:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3318"},"modified":"2017-08-13T10:13:56","modified_gmt":"2017-08-13T14:13:56","slug":"nineteen-05-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3318","title":{"rendered":"Nineteen – 05"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

I blinked. My eyes stung with sudden tears and my stomach lurched, badly enough that I hunched over, thinking I was about to be sick. Phelan\u2019s grip shifted, his arm suddenly around me instead of just hanging on to my arm.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s grown stronger,\u201d I managed to say. Phelan stiffened and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to hone my will even as I tried to dampen the guilt that welled up inside. I knew why he\u2019d reacted that way. For an instant, I\u2019d sounded like her, like Brigh\u00edd. It still caught him off-guard sometimes.<\/p>\n

At least Seamus hadn\u2019t been near enough to hear.<\/p>\n

I reached up and squeezed Phelan\u2019s hand, wincing. The pressure on my mind was intense and I could feel her grasping for my power, as if she was trying to tear it out by the roots.<\/p>\n

She wants it for herself. It\u2019s her way. It\u2019s how she is.<\/em><\/p>\n

I can\u2019t let her win.<\/em><\/p>\n

For a second time, I sharpened my will into a weapon and aimed its point directly at her, directly at the source. This time she was ready and something rose to meet me, an attempt to ward off the blow. The distraction was enough, though. Her assault faltered, only for a few seconds, as she moved to defend herself, and it was enough time for my personal wards to snap back up into place.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe need to end this,\u201d I said, my voice hoarse. \u201cWhat are our options?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThey keep coming,\u201d Seamus said grimly. \u201cThough I can see that Anhur and Menhit quit the field. They\u2019re gone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen either the camazotzi <\/em>aren\u2019t fully under their control\u2014or this wasn\u2019t just them.\u201d I sucked in a rasping breath. My throat still felt raw. \u201cI\u2019m not sure which is a worse situation to face.\u201d<\/p>\n

A thought crossed my mind, wondering if perhaps Cyhyraeth was somehow working with the pair. I couldn\u2019t be certain\u2014there was a lot I couldn\u2019t be certain about, not now.<\/p>\n

But later, absolutely. Later, I\u2019ll figure this shit out. Maybe Hecate will know something.<\/em><\/p>\n

I looked at Phelan. \u201cGot anything in your bag of tricks?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m still not recovered from the last round,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n

I nodded slowly. \u201cThen I guess we just rain arrows on them until they give up. Right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSounds like a plan to me,\u201d Seamus said. \u201cNot the best plan, but a plan nonetheless.\u201d<\/p>\n

His attention shifted back to the archers, then, and the field below. I swallowed bile.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s not, but right now, it\u2019s the only one I\u2019ve got.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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