ULTRAMagic Interlude - Chapter 9
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After a quick change into some proper formal wear, Vlastimir and Ekaterina were off to dinner. The Moonlight Garden was a classy evening restaurant, popular with couples. The decor was an elegant Victorian style with touches of romanesque, and the establishment served a wide variety of food. While their menu was a bit eclectic, all of the options were prepared to the finest degree of quality as the chefs took great pride in learning all that they could. The patrons seemed to be well behaved and happily chatted as they ate. After being shown to their table, Vlastimir ordered a spaghetti dinner and Ekaterina ordered steak, medium rare. She also chose white wine for the two. As they waited, they enjoyed the calm and upbeat piano music being played in the background.
“I’m impressed with the variety of the menu. I mean jeez, some of this stuff I’ve never even heard of before” Ekaterina remarked as their food was brought to them.
“Agreed. Dragoslava explained that the restaurant accommodates people outside the Unlight. I presume she recommended it on those grounds, given that we’re both from Earth… or a version of Earth, ha,” Vlastimir replied.
As they began eating, something crossed Ekaterina’s mind. “Say, Vlastimir, how did you get the money to afford this? I don’t mean to question it, it just seems a bit pricey for someone of your… er, caliber.”
He chuckled. “It’s quite simple: I’m a sellsword, here in the Unlight. There are tribes and wanderers all over looking for a blade or two. Plus I never had anything to really spend the money I earned on. I mean I tried at first, but eventually I grew bored and decided to save the money. I accumulated so much that people in the Great Uncity were asking me for financial advice. What do I tell them? Be born a dragon and get banished to The Unlight,” he proposed with a laugh.
“Ah, I see.” An interesting response to say the least. “You know? I used to despise steak. My father loved it, so no duh there… but now I’ve had a change of heart… Good lord, this is amazing.”
Vlastimir swallowed his food, wiped his mouth, and cleared his throat. “Haha, excellent. Speaking of which, I used to be afraid of spaghetti. It made me think of icky worms and slippery snakes crawling through the dirt… That changed when I saw my one friend enjoying a plate of it in high school.”
Ekaterina giggled at Vlastimir’s descriptive language. “Is that the one friend you mentioned earlier?”
He nodded. “Yup, absolutely.”
“Could you tell me more about him? If you don’t mind. I don’t mean to shift subjects like that, it’s just that you have my curiosity-again, given who you are.”
“Oh no problem: He’s a necromancer and an occultist who was transferred to my school after he showed prowess in magic. I sort of just gravitated to him and we became friends. Truth be told, I think he’s a bit mad himself, hehe…”
“I see. Again, pardon my prying. Knowing you have dragon blood sets a very wild precedent… I’m not coming off as rude, am I?”
Vlastimir laughed. “Well if you are, I’m clearly not offended either way.” He took a gentle sip of his wine. “I don’t mind in the slightest. Permit me to ask about your past?”
“Yeah, it’s only fair I suppose…”
“Now surely you’ve had to have some positive moments in your old life, correct?”
Ekaterina thought back for a moment, maneuvering the quagmire that was her old life. “Well, yes actually. I had a French professor who was very supportive of my art. Marcel Germaine I believe his name was. He was always off on adventures with a Dutch gentleman, but he was still more of a father to me than my actual father.”
“Marcel Germaine, that sounds familiar… regardless, it’s good to hear that you had a good person in your life.”
The two went quiet as they finished their food. Something else was bugging Ekaterina throughout the meal, however. “Vlastimir, for someone who professes their madness, you’re probably the most well mannered person I’ve ever seen at a dinner table, no joke.”
She was right. He had a rather messy meal, yet not a single drop of sauce had left his plate or his mouth. Vlastimir laughed again. “Blame my father. He made sure we all ate properly at the table.” After cleaning his face one last time, he began organizing the tip. “... and he got it from Grandma Fausta and Grandpa Vlad.”
Afterwards, the couple went for a walk as the night was peaceful. They had no destination in mind, just wanting to wander and see the sights. Unfortunately they got a bit lost given that they were new to The Iron City. Thankfully their wandering was noticed by Radovan, who had been out and about himself. He invited them back to the mansion so they could rest for the night. Dragoslava, Desislav, Kresimira, and Corentin were there and were happy to see that the date went well. That dinner had Ekaterina thinking. She never had a boyfriend in her old life and Vlastimir was a pleasant enough man… and she found him fairly handsome too. Maybe she would go on another date with him soon.
The next day, back at the Magician's Labyrinth, Ultimatum was leading Blood-Wraith and the group to where Rose and Thora were supposed to be. “They should be around here somewhere…”
Blood-Wraith was going to hug Ultimatum, but corrected himself by giving him a handshake instead. There was no need to get emotional. “Thank you for the help, Ultimatum.”
“No problem, Blood. Now I’d love to stick around and meet her grace, but I’ve got a task to tend to. The Discordant pantheon is interfering with the mission of one of our allies…”
Brenna chuckled. “Oh geez, sounds like a real tango. Best of luck to you.”
“You too. Bye for now, guys,” he said as he flew into the air and vanished. A strange emblem then floated down to Blood-Wraith. He quickly deduced that it was a means of getting into contact with Ultimatum in the future.
Before anyone could say something, Auda’s horns went wild. “OOH! Grandma’s close! I can feel it!” She then ran off. “Grandma! Oh Grandma!”
Valentina chuckled… until she realized that Auda was vanishing from sight. “Quick! Follow her!” she instructed with the utmost urgency. The group bolted after Auda.
In another room, two women were watching a giant computer screen from a great console of ornate, arcane design. Lines of data were scrolling by and updating every minute. One woman (who was quite beautiful) had red hair, blue and brown eyes, and a longsword sheathed at her side. The other person with her was an older tree person with flowers growing from her arms. Her hair was vaguely similar to that of a willow tree, yet had a more flower-like feel to it. Both of them seemed to be experimenting with the instruments built into the machine. Whatever it was had captured their attention for some time.
“Hm, the telemetry could be a little more efficient. What do you think, Thora?”
She thought about it for a second as she fiddled with some of the dials and knobs. “Well Rose, I don’t think that’s the problem. What if we tried another wide range scan, but pointed it in the opposite direction? And then we follow up with several smaller scans for any anomalies?”
Rose nodded in contemplation. “Maybe we are focusing too heavily on the northern trench…”
“Grandma?! Oh Grandma!”
Thora froze. “Auda? There’s no way… Am I hearing things? Have I gotten that old?”
“No, I heard that too. How bizarre, it seems that there’s people making their way here…”
“GRANDMA!” Auda exclaimed as she ran to Thora. She hugged her tightly. “Grandma! We found you!”
“Auda? Auda!” Thora said as she hugged back. “By the Forest! Look at how much you’ve grown! What are you doing here?”
The others were catching up. “Over here, I saw Auda go into this room!” Brenna called out. Her heart skipped a beat when she located her.
“Brenna, what’s up?” Blood-Wraith asked, seeing her stand in place. He quickly realized who they had found. “Brenna, is that…?”
“MRS. RAYNOT!” Brenna proclaimed as she led Blood-Wraith and Valentina inwards.
“Brenna, dear! Truth be told, I was expecting Radovan or Dragoslava to come and find me first. Is everything alright?”
She gave Rose a hug. “Don’t worry, everyone is fine, they just got preoccupied with personal business.”
“Thank goodness. I must ask, what are the circumstances behind this meeting?”
Thora nodded in agreement. “Auda here may be bold, but something had to bring you all here…”
“Your grace?” Blood-Wraith said as he stepped forward. “That would be me. I started this mission of my own accord. My name is Blood-Wraith.”
Rose studied the young boy for a second. It was a strange sight seeing him hold a staff that was clearly angelic and the six eyes were also a bit odd. “Well now, it was quite brave of you to come and find me. I presume my presence is required by my people?”
“Yes… but not for the reason you think…”
“Oh? Pray tell…”
“Me, Drago, and several others dealt with the Lich and the great hunt has ended.”
Rose and Thora’s blood ran cold. “Well now, that… that is quite the series of events…” the duchess commented.
“Child, you… you defeated the Lich?” Thora asked.
“Not single handedly, no. I had Sister, Desislav, Leif, Tusk, Deimos, and Vlastimir by my side… Vlastimir and Leif did all the heavy lifting…”
“Blood, it was a group effort,” Brenna pointed out.
Thora was staring at Blood-Wraith with the most intense look imaginable. “You mentioned Tusk, my son?”
“Yes,” Blood-Wraith replied. “At first he was scared, but then he toughened up and even gave his arm to help us…”
“His arm?! What happened to his arm!?!”
Blood-Wraith felt uneasy. “Er, yeah… he sacrificed his arm as part of a spell to weaken the Lich…”
Everything he said from that point onwards became static to Thora. She could feel her blood heat up and accelerate as adrenaline surged through her veins. Her son needed help… NOW. She screamed at the top of her lungs in abject horror, startling everyone. “MY BABY!!!” She panicked. “DON’T WORRY, TUSK! MOMMA’S COMING!” She rocketed out of the room… and began running back and forth, unsure where to go. “... I’M GOING TO RIP THAT DAMN LICH TO SHREDS IF I HAVE TO!!!”
Valentina was shocked, but not surprised. “Goodness! Is she going to be alright?” She could definitely relate to Thora’s plight.
“I imagine she just needs to calm down first, but yes,” Rose assured with reasonable concern in her voice. “Here’s hoping she does invoke her tree titan form…” She then noticed that Auda seemed utterly terrified. “Here, come to me dear. It’s going to be alright.”
Auda hugged Rose. “Your grace? Is grandma going to be alright?” She was gravely concerned.
“Certainly. She’s quite strong for a woman her age. Also if you don’t mind me saying, it is a pleasure to meet you, Auda.” Once she was sure the young girl was alright, she let go. “Now Blood-Wraith? You addressed my little Drago as ‘sister.’ Could you elaborate on this?”
Blood-Wraith took a breath to keep his nerves steady, feeling a little nervous for some reason. “Dragoslava found me outside the Iron City when I was born a few months ago. We’ve been exploring ever since. Also Radovan eventually found out about me and adopted me.”
Rose took a moment to take it all in. It certainly seemed plausible enough, given the antics of her husband and daughter. “I see. And being here with Brenna would give credence to that… hmm… do you have Radovan’s word? Or anything of that nature?”
It took him a second, but Blood-Wraith remembered his family crest. “Oh, here! Dad told me to present this to you.”
Auda interjected after Thora ran by outside again, rambling with enraged parent noises. “Blood? I’m going to go get grandma.” She then went over to help her worked up grandparent and tried to begin to calm down.
Blood-Wraith nodded, a little worried for the two. “Oh, alright then. Ahem, here you go, your grace.”
Rose took the badge and inspected it. She knew Barna’s work when she saw it, no two ways about it. The engraved name was his handwriting and he had even put his signature on the back. As for the crest itself, it looked like it had been restored from a tarnished state, but that was to be expected. She looked at Blood-Wraith again. There was grit and determination in his eyes, despite how nervous he clearly was.
“Blood-Wraith, do you prefer ‘Blood’ as a shorthand name?”
He smiled. “Yup, it’s what everyone calls me!”
“Most excellent. Come here, Blood.” Rose gave her son a hug.
“Thanks, mom.”
Valentina exhaled a sigh of relief. “No offense, but that had me on a little edge…” she partially muttered.
“I don’t believe I caught your name, dark angel,” Rose stated.
“Mom, this is my Alchemy mentor and friend, Valentina Pari” Blood-Wraith introduced.
“It is an honor to meet you, your grace,” Valentina said as she shook her hand.
“Likewise, Valentina. Please, call me Rose. I presume that the name you presented is not your real name?”
Valentina laughed. “Guilty as charged. I prefer to keep my name on the downlow for now, but you can find it in the Sworn Book.”
“How intriguing, implying you’ve had a bit of fame and notoriety where you’ve come from. Most angels don’t normally do that…”
“Don’t worry, grandma, Uncle Tusk is doing fine” Auda reassured Thora as she brought her back into the room.
Thora was trying to steady her breathing. “You’re right, Tusk is a strong boy…”
Just then, someone rushed into the room. It was Deimos and he looked worried out of his mind. “Excuse me, Ma’am… pardon me, your grace… one side, Blood, I need to take this call… please, please…” He got to the console and began wildly flipping switches and pressing buttons. “Deimos to the Unmariner!! Come in, Unmariner! Do you read!?! Over!”
After a moment of deafening silence, a voice came over the speakers. “Deimos? Is that you? Good lord, where have you been? We got so bored that we mapped out more of the Trench Unlight than we should have…”
Deimos slumped over the console with a massive exhale in relief. “Thank the Source, still there… Oh hey, Blood. What are you doing here?”
Next: Chapter 10
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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After a quick change into some proper formal wear, Vlastimir and Ekaterina were off to dinner. The Moonlight Garden was a classy evening restaurant, popular with couples. The decor was an elegant Victorian style with touches of romanesque, and the establishment served a wide variety of food. While their menu was a bit eclectic, all of the options were prepared to the finest degree of quality as the chefs took great pride in learning all that they could. The patrons seemed to be well behaved and happily chatted as they ate. After being shown to their table, Vlastimir ordered a spaghetti dinner and Ekaterina ordered steak, medium rare. She also chose white wine for the two. As they waited, they enjoyed the calm and upbeat piano music being played in the background.
“I’m impressed with the variety of the menu. I mean jeez, some of this stuff I’ve never even heard of before” Ekaterina remarked as their food was brought to them.
“Agreed. Dragoslava explained that the restaurant accommodates people outside the Unlight. I presume she recommended it on those grounds, given that we’re both from Earth… or a version of Earth, ha,” Vlastimir replied.
As they began eating, something crossed Ekaterina’s mind. “Say, Vlastimir, how did you get the money to afford this? I don’t mean to question it, it just seems a bit pricey for someone of your… er, caliber.”
He chuckled. “It’s quite simple: I’m a sellsword, here in the Unlight. There are tribes and wanderers all over looking for a blade or two. Plus I never had anything to really spend the money I earned on. I mean I tried at first, but eventually I grew bored and decided to save the money. I accumulated so much that people in the Great Uncity were asking me for financial advice. What do I tell them? Be born a dragon and get banished to The Unlight,” he proposed with a laugh.
“Ah, I see.” An interesting response to say the least. “You know? I used to despise steak. My father loved it, so no duh there… but now I’ve had a change of heart… Good lord, this is amazing.”
Vlastimir swallowed his food, wiped his mouth, and cleared his throat. “Haha, excellent. Speaking of which, I used to be afraid of spaghetti. It made me think of icky worms and slippery snakes crawling through the dirt… That changed when I saw my one friend enjoying a plate of it in high school.”
Ekaterina giggled at Vlastimir’s descriptive language. “Is that the one friend you mentioned earlier?”
He nodded. “Yup, absolutely.”
“Could you tell me more about him? If you don’t mind. I don’t mean to shift subjects like that, it’s just that you have my curiosity-again, given who you are.”
“Oh no problem: He’s a necromancer and an occultist who was transferred to my school after he showed prowess in magic. I sort of just gravitated to him and we became friends. Truth be told, I think he’s a bit mad himself, hehe…”
“I see. Again, pardon my prying. Knowing you have dragon blood sets a very wild precedent… I’m not coming off as rude, am I?”
Vlastimir laughed. “Well if you are, I’m clearly not offended either way.” He took a gentle sip of his wine. “I don’t mind in the slightest. Permit me to ask about your past?”
“Yeah, it’s only fair I suppose…”
“Now surely you’ve had to have some positive moments in your old life, correct?”
Ekaterina thought back for a moment, maneuvering the quagmire that was her old life. “Well, yes actually. I had a French professor who was very supportive of my art. Marcel Germaine I believe his name was. He was always off on adventures with a Dutch gentleman, but he was still more of a father to me than my actual father.”
“Marcel Germaine, that sounds familiar… regardless, it’s good to hear that you had a good person in your life.”
The two went quiet as they finished their food. Something else was bugging Ekaterina throughout the meal, however. “Vlastimir, for someone who professes their madness, you’re probably the most well mannered person I’ve ever seen at a dinner table, no joke.”
She was right. He had a rather messy meal, yet not a single drop of sauce had left his plate or his mouth. Vlastimir laughed again. “Blame my father. He made sure we all ate properly at the table.” After cleaning his face one last time, he began organizing the tip. “... and he got it from Grandma Fausta and Grandpa Vlad.”
Afterwards, the couple went for a walk as the night was peaceful. They had no destination in mind, just wanting to wander and see the sights. Unfortunately they got a bit lost given that they were new to The Iron City. Thankfully their wandering was noticed by Radovan, who had been out and about himself. He invited them back to the mansion so they could rest for the night. Dragoslava, Desislav, Kresimira, and Corentin were there and were happy to see that the date went well. That dinner had Ekaterina thinking. She never had a boyfriend in her old life and Vlastimir was a pleasant enough man… and she found him fairly handsome too. Maybe she would go on another date with him soon.
The next day, back at the Magician's Labyrinth, Ultimatum was leading Blood-Wraith and the group to where Rose and Thora were supposed to be. “They should be around here somewhere…”
Blood-Wraith was going to hug Ultimatum, but corrected himself by giving him a handshake instead. There was no need to get emotional. “Thank you for the help, Ultimatum.”
“No problem, Blood. Now I’d love to stick around and meet her grace, but I’ve got a task to tend to. The Discordant pantheon is interfering with the mission of one of our allies…”
Brenna chuckled. “Oh geez, sounds like a real tango. Best of luck to you.”
“You too. Bye for now, guys,” he said as he flew into the air and vanished. A strange emblem then floated down to Blood-Wraith. He quickly deduced that it was a means of getting into contact with Ultimatum in the future.
Before anyone could say something, Auda’s horns went wild. “OOH! Grandma’s close! I can feel it!” She then ran off. “Grandma! Oh Grandma!”
Valentina chuckled… until she realized that Auda was vanishing from sight. “Quick! Follow her!” she instructed with the utmost urgency. The group bolted after Auda.
In another room, two women were watching a giant computer screen from a great console of ornate, arcane design. Lines of data were scrolling by and updating every minute. One woman (who was quite beautiful) had red hair, blue and brown eyes, and a longsword sheathed at her side. The other person with her was an older tree person with flowers growing from her arms. Her hair was vaguely similar to that of a willow tree, yet had a more flower-like feel to it. Both of them seemed to be experimenting with the instruments built into the machine. Whatever it was had captured their attention for some time.
“Hm, the telemetry could be a little more efficient. What do you think, Thora?”
She thought about it for a second as she fiddled with some of the dials and knobs. “Well Rose, I don’t think that’s the problem. What if we tried another wide range scan, but pointed it in the opposite direction? And then we follow up with several smaller scans for any anomalies?”
Rose nodded in contemplation. “Maybe we are focusing too heavily on the northern trench…”
“Grandma?! Oh Grandma!”
Thora froze. “Auda? There’s no way… Am I hearing things? Have I gotten that old?”
“No, I heard that too. How bizarre, it seems that there’s people making their way here…”
“GRANDMA!” Auda exclaimed as she ran to Thora. She hugged her tightly. “Grandma! We found you!”
“Auda? Auda!” Thora said as she hugged back. “By the Forest! Look at how much you’ve grown! What are you doing here?”
The others were catching up. “Over here, I saw Auda go into this room!” Brenna called out. Her heart skipped a beat when she located her.
“Brenna, what’s up?” Blood-Wraith asked, seeing her stand in place. He quickly realized who they had found. “Brenna, is that…?”
“MRS. RAYNOT!” Brenna proclaimed as she led Blood-Wraith and Valentina inwards.
“Brenna, dear! Truth be told, I was expecting Radovan or Dragoslava to come and find me first. Is everything alright?”
She gave Rose a hug. “Don’t worry, everyone is fine, they just got preoccupied with personal business.”
“Thank goodness. I must ask, what are the circumstances behind this meeting?”
Thora nodded in agreement. “Auda here may be bold, but something had to bring you all here…”
“Your grace?” Blood-Wraith said as he stepped forward. “That would be me. I started this mission of my own accord. My name is Blood-Wraith.”
Rose studied the young boy for a second. It was a strange sight seeing him hold a staff that was clearly angelic and the six eyes were also a bit odd. “Well now, it was quite brave of you to come and find me. I presume my presence is required by my people?”
“Yes… but not for the reason you think…”
“Oh? Pray tell…”
“Me, Drago, and several others dealt with the Lich and the great hunt has ended.”
Rose and Thora’s blood ran cold. “Well now, that… that is quite the series of events…” the duchess commented.
“Child, you… you defeated the Lich?” Thora asked.
“Not single handedly, no. I had Sister, Desislav, Leif, Tusk, Deimos, and Vlastimir by my side… Vlastimir and Leif did all the heavy lifting…”
“Blood, it was a group effort,” Brenna pointed out.
Thora was staring at Blood-Wraith with the most intense look imaginable. “You mentioned Tusk, my son?”
“Yes,” Blood-Wraith replied. “At first he was scared, but then he toughened up and even gave his arm to help us…”
“His arm?! What happened to his arm!?!”
Blood-Wraith felt uneasy. “Er, yeah… he sacrificed his arm as part of a spell to weaken the Lich…”
Everything he said from that point onwards became static to Thora. She could feel her blood heat up and accelerate as adrenaline surged through her veins. Her son needed help… NOW. She screamed at the top of her lungs in abject horror, startling everyone. “MY BABY!!!” She panicked. “DON’T WORRY, TUSK! MOMMA’S COMING!” She rocketed out of the room… and began running back and forth, unsure where to go. “... I’M GOING TO RIP THAT DAMN LICH TO SHREDS IF I HAVE TO!!!”
Valentina was shocked, but not surprised. “Goodness! Is she going to be alright?” She could definitely relate to Thora’s plight.
“I imagine she just needs to calm down first, but yes,” Rose assured with reasonable concern in her voice. “Here’s hoping she does invoke her tree titan form…” She then noticed that Auda seemed utterly terrified. “Here, come to me dear. It’s going to be alright.”
Auda hugged Rose. “Your grace? Is grandma going to be alright?” She was gravely concerned.
“Certainly. She’s quite strong for a woman her age. Also if you don’t mind me saying, it is a pleasure to meet you, Auda.” Once she was sure the young girl was alright, she let go. “Now Blood-Wraith? You addressed my little Drago as ‘sister.’ Could you elaborate on this?”
Blood-Wraith took a breath to keep his nerves steady, feeling a little nervous for some reason. “Dragoslava found me outside the Iron City when I was born a few months ago. We’ve been exploring ever since. Also Radovan eventually found out about me and adopted me.”
Rose took a moment to take it all in. It certainly seemed plausible enough, given the antics of her husband and daughter. “I see. And being here with Brenna would give credence to that… hmm… do you have Radovan’s word? Or anything of that nature?”
It took him a second, but Blood-Wraith remembered his family crest. “Oh, here! Dad told me to present this to you.”
Auda interjected after Thora ran by outside again, rambling with enraged parent noises. “Blood? I’m going to go get grandma.” She then went over to help her worked up grandparent and tried to begin to calm down.
Blood-Wraith nodded, a little worried for the two. “Oh, alright then. Ahem, here you go, your grace.”
Rose took the badge and inspected it. She knew Barna’s work when she saw it, no two ways about it. The engraved name was his handwriting and he had even put his signature on the back. As for the crest itself, it looked like it had been restored from a tarnished state, but that was to be expected. She looked at Blood-Wraith again. There was grit and determination in his eyes, despite how nervous he clearly was.
“Blood-Wraith, do you prefer ‘Blood’ as a shorthand name?”
He smiled. “Yup, it’s what everyone calls me!”
“Most excellent. Come here, Blood.” Rose gave her son a hug.
“Thanks, mom.”
Valentina exhaled a sigh of relief. “No offense, but that had me on a little edge…” she partially muttered.
“I don’t believe I caught your name, dark angel,” Rose stated.
“Mom, this is my Alchemy mentor and friend, Valentina Pari” Blood-Wraith introduced.
“It is an honor to meet you, your grace,” Valentina said as she shook her hand.
“Likewise, Valentina. Please, call me Rose. I presume that the name you presented is not your real name?”
Valentina laughed. “Guilty as charged. I prefer to keep my name on the downlow for now, but you can find it in the Sworn Book.”
“How intriguing, implying you’ve had a bit of fame and notoriety where you’ve come from. Most angels don’t normally do that…”
“Don’t worry, grandma, Uncle Tusk is doing fine” Auda reassured Thora as she brought her back into the room.
Thora was trying to steady her breathing. “You’re right, Tusk is a strong boy…”
Just then, someone rushed into the room. It was Deimos and he looked worried out of his mind. “Excuse me, Ma’am… pardon me, your grace… one side, Blood, I need to take this call… please, please…” He got to the console and began wildly flipping switches and pressing buttons. “Deimos to the Unmariner!! Come in, Unmariner! Do you read!?! Over!”
After a moment of deafening silence, a voice came over the speakers. “Deimos? Is that you? Good lord, where have you been? We got so bored that we mapped out more of the Trench Unlight than we should have…”
Deimos slumped over the console with a massive exhale in relief. “Thank the Source, still there… Oh hey, Blood. What are you doing here?”
Next: Chapter 10
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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