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Chapter 158: Stepping Aside

Argrave hadn’t spoken to Galamon much at all since Garm was lost to them. Argrave couldn’t deny he was upset Galamon had gone behind his back so blatantly. They sat cross-legged amidst the sand...

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Chapter 157: All Eyes Forward

Argrave laid his head back against the pillow, blinking rapidly. The Alchemist’s finger curled inwards, stashing away the Unsullied Knife.

Eye replacement surgery had to be one of the most ...

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Chapter 156: No Return Policy

Argrave and Anneliese talked for a long while before Argrave’s hunger started to eat at him, and they elected to return. On the way back, Argrave’s Brumesingers greeted him, climbing all over h...

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Chapter 155: Stupid Heart

“Argrave,” Anneliese called out, short of breath.

Argrave turned his head from where he sat beside the great willow tree hanging off the ledge. With the unending plain of clouds before hi...

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Chapter 154: Cynical Bastards

“Set aside this fight, for now. Let me ask you a question,” Durran hefted his glaive, pointing it at Garm. “Say you prevail. What next?”

“I’ll work at regaining the power I had,...

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Chapter 153: Last Will

Garm knelt down and picked a black rose from the endless field. He held it up to his face, twirling it about with his fingers. The black petals began to twitch… and then exploded outwards as a ma...

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Chapter 152: Standing Proudly Once More

Argrave blinked open his eyes. As he stared at the bloodstained purple blanket before him, mind blank, it took a few seconds to realize he’d just woken up. And not in pain, too—the aching was t...

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Chapter 151: Bitter

Ringing metal echoed through the obsidian abode of the Alchemist. Galamon took slow, heavy steps, eyes glancing around everywhere. He followed a trail of purple lights, though he didn’t seem to t...

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Chapter 150: Scrutinized Testing

“Garm mouthed off to the Alchemist?” Argrave questioned while rubbing his chest, taking deliberate and heavy breaths. Anneliese had placed some accommodations in the room—the end of the bed h...

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Chapter 149: Unpredictable, Insurmountable

Argrave laid in bed, staring up at the bronze hand mirror he’d once so loathed owning.

Traits: [Tall], [Black Blooded], [Intelligent], [Magic Affinity (High)], [Insomniac], [Blessing of Sup...

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Chapter 148: Make An Effort

Anneliese stepped through the bizarre palace of the Alchemist, following the purple lights that shone without an obvious source, guiding her through the castle. Typically, her eyes wandered at time...

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Chapter 147: Baring Your Heart

Argrave recalled that he had once complained in an online forum about ‘fade to black’ cutscenes in video games. The screen would go dark, and then someone would narrate what had happened. ‘It...

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Chapter 146: Apathy

The Alchemist living beneath the hot sands of the Burnt Desert was nowhere near as insignificant as his name implied. The master of this obsidian castle was not merely a practitioner of alchemy. He...

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Chapter 145: The Alchemist

“Keep watch on Durran,” Argrave spoke to Anneliese and Galamon. “I told you before he’d be a good ally, but… he’s volunteering to carry Garm, he’s following us without reason… my sc...

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Chapter 144: Ride and Die

“You want to give us a ride?” Argrave questioned Durran.

“I do,” Durran nodded, spinning his wyvern scale helmet about in his hands. Up close, the armor was quite impressive—a coat ...

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Chapter 143: Cushioned Iron Fist

“When you said you had something to show me…” Durran trailed off, then looked to Argrave. “This is one of the last things I expected. You’re…”

“Not a necromancer, no,” Argra...

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Chapter 142: Left Wanting

“You,” growled Durran. “All of you. Before the battle is even finished, you devolve into base vultures. You pick at a carcass still warm, still pumping blood.” He looked about the crowd. ...

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Chapter 141: Steel Tempered by Tyrants

In the alleyways of Sethia, someone crawled away on their knees, veritably pulling themselves forward using the walls. They pushed aside rubble, heaving, then eventually collapsed against a buildin...

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Chapter 140: Division of Power

“The dangerous thing about Brium is…” Argrave trailed off as he stared out over the city of Sethia, standing atop the mound of sand that had been built by the Sand Courser.

Argrave had ...

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Chapter 139: Biggest Prize

Argrave grabbed a silver handle from a shelf, pulling free a black box. It was large, and he was unprepared for the weight—Anneliese put her hand beneath it to stop Argrave from dropping it. They...

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Chapter 138: Mirror Room

Argrave had been preparing for—and loathing—the possibility of a confrontation with the Lord of Silver, Quarrus.

One of Quarrus’ attacks had been sufficient to completely destroy a B-ra...

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Chapter 137: Golden Lady

Argent was a decadent place. The walls and floor were all made of silver, polished so as to reflect that within its walls. Just about everything else was an imperial purple—furniture, carpets, an...

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Chapter 136: Waves Collide, Amplifying

Brium stared down at the area beyond the walls of his tower, Cyprus, pushing a curtain aside to look through the barred window. There was a great abundance of people behind him—most of them were ...

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Chapter 135: Boons and Curses

Argrave’s hand emerged from a still body of water, grasping onto a sandy beach. The sand fell away, and he fell back in. A second later, his hand came back up, and he used his elbow to raise hims...

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Chapter 134: First Ripple on a Still Lake

“Why did you lie to me?” Durran demanded, holding his glaive to Titus’ neck. The blade was made of a black bone, yet still ridiculously sharp. The man sat across from him, passively, with com...

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Chapter 133: Easy Out

Mistress Crislia, the Lord of Gold. Though Argrave was embarrassed by his lack of knowledge of Titus, he knew plenty of the Mistress of Aurum, the golden tower on the outside of Sethia. The knowled...

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Chapter 132: Intrigue of the Desert

Durran stepped into a hovel on the edge of Sethia, leaning against his glaive. Once he passed the barrier, he shut the rickety wooden door behind him. He stood there, breathing heavily, almost as t...

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Chapter 131: Durran

Argrave, without much option, took Durran to an establishment that he knew had private rooms for eating. Some Vessels ran the place, but they worked for Aurum, so Brium would likely never find out ...

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Chapter 130: Dissatisfied Stalkers

Elias stared out into the distance, where the looming walls of Elbraille were not even visible in the all-consuming darkness. He and Stain sat in their carriage, moving through the night and toward...

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Chapter 129: Blade that Lies

Florimund held a pure white—likely ivory—chisel in his right hand, a hammer in the left. He turned them about in his hand, inspecting them for any flaws or deficiencies. The other warriors look...

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