Page 4 of Wings of The Wraith
See through — as insee through. Clear, opaque.
“What the hell?”
“A spell has been cast on us. It attacked the sentinels.”
“How? Nothing can touch us. Except wraiths.”
“Yes, that’s what we thought too. But we were wrong. Something happened that nobody knows. There was a day that no one remembers. It was like the realms went to sleep and whoever did this came out to play.
“Fuck, what? What do you mean? You’re talking in riddles. That never happened here.”
“Correction, nothing happened to you.”
“What does that mean?”
His expression grew worried, quite worried. Nothing could worry a sentinel because there wasn’t anything we couldn’t do. But he looked worried.
“The hell god, Razul. His acolytes are trying to break him free from his prison in the underworld. If that happens it will bring about the apocalypse. In this state we won’t exist to stop it. The other angels will not be able to stop it, and evil won’t just take over the earth, it will be all the realms too. Everywhere.”
“Where do I fit in? If there’s a spell on sentinels, I’m affected too.” Had to be.
He shook his head. “Not you. No. We think it’s the wraith essence in you. It’s fighting whatever is attacking us.”
“And what would dearest Gabriel want me to do?” I couldn’t hide the sarcasm in my tone even though I knew it was disrespectful.
“Dante. I know you are very bitter, and you have every reason to be. But please try and cast your anger aside.”
“I don’t want to talk about that.” I snapped. “Answer the damn question.”
I wished he would because I was dying from the suspense.
“There’s a woman. We think she’s a witch in the making. She was supposed to be one of your charges. One of the guardians found out Balmora was looking for her.”
Balmora?
God in heaven, not her. The sorceress only presented herself if she had something worthwhile to gain. She was one of the followers of Razul.
“What does she want with her?”
“We don’t know. Whatever it is we’ll find out tomorrow when the girls powers come into fruition.”
“How old is she?” Witches powers tended to come in at various ages. I couldn’t remember if it was eighteen or twenty one.
“Twenty-eight. She should have had her powers years ago, but her ancestors delayed it.”
“Why?”
“Now that is the very question we have.”
“I don’t have charges anymore Malachi. I don’tdothat shit anymore.” I shook my head and ran my hands through my thick dark locks.
“You will want this one, because she holds the key to that which you seek.” His voice sounded faint and weak. In an instant he shuffled back to his sentinel presence. Seemed like he was stronger at full power mode.
“How do you know what I seek?”
“We always know.Ialways know. You want to go back in time and prevent yourself from becoming possessed by the wraith. If you do this you will succeed.”
To my shock he reached into his pocket and tossed me a red stone.
