The Silver Tower (The Age of Dawn Book 3) (27 page)

“Thank you,” Nyset said. She wiped her mouth, smearing brown dust across her lips, and handed it to Grimbald.

“You the Arch Wizard?” Farly asked, pushing his armored fists into his hips.

She exchanged a glance with Juzo, who looked away, face wracked in pain. Grimbald nodded at her, confirming it.

“I am,” she said, standing up and offering her hand. “Nyset Camfield, Arch Wizard of the Silver Tower.”

W
alter was laying
when he opened his eyes with a hissing breath, the air icy in his lungs. The Silver Tower, Nyset, Asebor, his neck. The thoughts were a torrent, overflowing and impossible to process.

“Where am I? What’s wrong with the light?” His voice was swallowed by the emptiness. He was encircled by a white light dispelling the dark.

He felt at his neck. His fingers were met with surprise, the skin coarse and thick with scar tissue. His hands pressed on the ground, square cut cobbles lining the street, pushing himself onto his backside. It wasn’t a street at all, just these damn cobbles as far as the eye could see.

“What is this?” he whispered.

Something was moving in the black, tapping like hundreds of pincers on stone. His stomach dropped, heart slamming in his chest. Walter’s eyes bulged as a long face came into view. It had six eyes stacked in a vertical line; below it a mouth gaped open. The mouth had four scaled arms emerging from within and oozing out, each terminated with gleaming claws. He could see its legs now, hundreds of them attached to a massive body, bristling with long hair.

“Where am I?”

“You are in my plane now,” the monster drawled, its tongue flapping over its arms. “The Shadow Realm.”

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