Creation Mage 7
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In all that glitter of swords and armor and sparkling spells, there was one group of War Mages that glittered more than the rest.
“The Gemstone Elementals are here!” I said, looking around for Alura.
Alura stepped out from behind the broad expanse of Rick’s back and said, “Well, of course! I sent word to my father via homing phoenix the night before we were the guests of Isobel. You don’t suppose that he would ignore an invitation from me, do you?”
Even as we were speaking, one of the warriors at the front of the squad of Gemstone Elementals detached itself and walked over to us. He was almost ten feet tall, pure diamond in appearance, sculpted like a zirconia Doctor Manhattan and looked to weigh about half a ton.
Not an easy dude to forget.
It was the Prophet King of the Gemstone Elementals, Alura’s father.
Reginald Chaosbane stepped out to meet the boss dog of the Gemstone Elementals, and the two of them exchanged pleasantries.
“It’s the calm before the storm, Chaosbane,” the Prophet King rumbled smoothly. “All those who want to put their differences aside to save the Universal Magic are here.”
“Yes,” Reginald Chaosbane said, rubbing his hands together and staring about happily, “there’s certainly been a ripping turn out for the big day, hasn’t there, Your Majesty.”
Reginald took the Prophet King, as Alura’s father was known, by the arm and gently led him away from our rebel group. As he went, he motioned that Isobel Galeflint and I should follow him.
When we were out of earshot of everyone else, Reginald said, “I love your enthusiasm to save the Universal Magic, Your Majesty, and you know that I respect your prowess more than most of the other leaders that have gathered here…”
“But?” the Prophet King asked.
“But, unfortunately,” Reginald said, “before we can get down to the nitty-gritty of the thing, there is something that we must do first.”
The Prophet King’s brow creased as he frowned. “And what is that, Headmaster?”
“War,” Isobel Galeflint said.
The Prophet King gave the Pirate Queen a dubious look.
“It’s true, I’m afraid,” Reginald Chaosbane said. “We’re going to have to take down the Arcane Council a peg of seven, or at least cow it enough so that we have space to save the world, before we embark on the greater mission.”
“But why?” the Prophet King rumbled. “Surely the biggest bunch of fools or government bureaucrats can see—”
“Ah, ye see, you’ve just gone and repeated yourself there, Your Majesty,” Isobel said. “Giant fucking fools and government bureaucrats, they’re one in the same ain’t they?”
The Prophet King said nothing, but I thought I saw a sparkling smile twitch the corner of his lips.
“Things are heating up far faster than anyone could have expected with regards to the leaking of the Universal Magic,” Chaosbane explained. “And, to make sure that we are not interrupted or buggered at a key moment, we need to make sure the Council is brought to heel.”
“There’s no time for pussyfooting diplomacy,” Isobel said.
“This is, as my distinguished nautical colleague here says, a time for action,” finished Reginald Chaosbane.
“And I assume that this Earthling is to play some role in that?” the Prophet King said, indicating me with a nod of his head.
“Indeed, I believe so,” said Reginald.
“Unsurprising, given who his parents are,” the Prophet King rumbled from on high. He bent down slightly to peer into my face with his mystical gold and white eyes. “What is surprising though, is why he hasn’t taken on my daughter as a wife.”
That caught me off-balance and no mistake. I was so blindsided that all I could do was stare dumbly while Isobel sniggered behind the Prophet King’s back.
“Well?” the giant crystal figure asked mildly.
To save myself from sinking through the stone floor and down into the center of the planet with embarrassment, I said, “I think we should save the Multiverse before we start planning weddings, don’t you, your Majesty?”
The Prophet King considered this. “A fair argument,” he said. “In that case, I suppose that you have a scheme in mind, son of Istrea and Zenidor?”
“I think I know how we can save the Universal Magic,” I said, “but to do it, it’s imperative that we get some more Creation Mages. Four, to be precise. Maybe more if those first four aren’t willing participants.”
“Why the fuck is that?” asked the Pirate Queen.
“Because we need more Creation Mages so that they and I can work spells together and create more magic,” I replied.
“And where are we supposed to attain these Creation Mages?” Isobel scoffed.
“That, I am hoping, should be relatively straightforward, if not easy,” Reginald Chaosbane replied critically.
“How so?” the Pirate Queen asked.
“Apparently, the Arcane Council, using Queen Hagatha’s authority, has been rounding them up and keeping them in the capital under lock and key.” Reginald smiled as if he hadn’t just said, in a roundabout way, that we were going to have to break back into the most highly guarded area in Avalonia.
Isobel’s mouth turned into a flat line.
“So, you’re basically telling us that we’re going to have to find a way to enter Manafell, find these Creation Mages, free them, and then…”
Reginald turned to me. There was a knowing little smile peeking out from under the immaculate mustache.
“And what does come next, Mr. Mauler?” he asked innocently. “I forget.”
I gave Reginald a look of such stoniness that it could have been used to carve a full-scale replica of the Lincoln Memorial.
Avoiding the piercing gold and white eyes of Alura’s dad, I said, “Well, I guess then I’m going to have to fuck them, sir.”
I glanced at the Prophet King and saw the father in him crack its knuckles.
I gave him what I hoped was a winning smile.
“Don’t worry, Your Majesty,” I assured him, “it’s all for the good of the Multiverse.”
End of Book 7
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