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Chapter 22: Onwards
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Aki paused and Temujin let her take her time. “Then my father cast the Shinpu-Ren Majutsu. The Infinite Vortex of the Divine Wind. In theory, the sealing spell summons winds of such godly force that all matter would be sucked in. Nothing and no one could escape. My father labored to trap the monsters, one by one, into the raging vortex. To cast them into the perfect prison: Kage no Tochi, Shadowland. “I glimpsed the gateway to the other world and it was eerily beautiful. Stork mages are acquainted with the many mystical energies of the universe, both dark and divine. But one glance and you’d know the vortex was malevolent. Like a hole that wasn’t meant to be where it was; irreverent like graffiti that a child had drawn on a sacred wall. Its calm belied an insatiable hunger as it sucked in anything and everything that fell within its range: swords, helmets, human bodies. My mother hugged me and I buried my tear-streaked face against her chest. “No one had imagined such a spell was h
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“You’re forgetting one very important thing. There’s one other option. We could just leave the system as it is. I’m sure it’s already perfect and my father has done his best to make it burglar-proof. Why do we need to make suggestions about its design? We could contribute to our parents and make them happy in many other ways. Safer ways.” “You should hear yourself talk. Are you really THE genius Slayer of the Babor family? The prodigy who could create arbalests at the age of four? You should probably change your family crest from beaver to chicken.” “I’m no chicken!” Sasha sat up from where he was lying. “Stay down!” Aki hissed and pulled him back down. “OK, if you’re really a Babor, then you’ll help me do this last thing and, that way, you’ll be able to help both our clans keep the Egg absolutely safe in perper… perpi… forever!” “I can’t even!” Sasha said despairingly. “What makes you think they even need our input?” “Because, Mr. Genius, they said they’re gonna be building the
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