Fire Study (48 page)

scattered as an unrelenting torment twisted my muscles. When I regained my senses,

I was lying in the sand, looking up at her.

“Isn’t choosing new Councilors the same as appointing generals?” I asked.

Another jolt of pain sizzled along my spine. I arched my back and screamed.

Sweat poured from my head and soaked my clothes. My heart pumped as if it ran

for its life. I gasped for breath.

“Would you care to ask anything else?” Danger glinted in her eyes.

“Yes. How are your actions different than the Commander’s?”

She paused, and I pressed my advantage. “You want to protect Sitia from the

Commander, but in the process you turned into him.”

Her mouth opened to protest, but I interrupted. “You’re worried the Commander

would invade Sitia and turn your clans into Military Districts. But you’re planning to

attack Ixia and turn his Military Districts into clans. How is that different? Tell me!”

She blustered and shook her head. “I’m…he’s…” Then she laughed. “Why

should I listen to you? You’re a Soulfinder. You want to control Sitia. Of course

you would try to sway me with your lies.”

Gede relaxed and chuckled with Roze. “She will twist your words. You should

kill her now.”

Roze drew a breath.

“Wait for the ritual! I have something you want,” I said.

“What could you have that I can not take from you?”

“According to the ritual, a willing victim releases more power than a resisting

one.”

“And you will submit to me in exchange for what?”

“For all my friends’ lives.”

“No. Only one. You choose.”

“Moon Man, then.” I hoped the others managed to escape.

She released her hold on me. I stood, but she pointed. “Lie in the sand,” she

ordered.

“Can I ask another question first?”

“One.”

“What happens to the Fire Warper after this ritual?”

“Once you’re dead, our deal is complete. We have promised him your power

and fed him in exchange for knowledge about the blood magic. He will then have

enough power to rule the underworld.”

A shout reached us and I felt a magical onslaught.

Roze turned to the commotion and gestured to her Warpers. “Take care of

them.” Unconcerned, she said to me, “You know they will not get close to us. My

Warpers and I have enough power to stop them.”

“Yes, I know.”

“But I don’t think you believe it. Watch what I can do. This used to drain me of

energy. Now it takes only a thought.” Her gaze went to Moon Man’s.

His face paled and his body jerked once then stilled. The shine in his eyes dulled

as his soul left his body.

I DIVED OVER HIS PRONE form and inhaled his soul before crashing to the

sand.

Gede gasped. “He was for the ritual.”

Roze laughed and said, “Don’t worry. She’ll now give me two sources of power

when I cut her heart out.”

“We made a deal, Roze. My cooperation for Moon Man.” I brushed the sand off

my clothes.

“And you won’t cooperate when I press a knife to Leif’s throat?” she asked. By

the expression on my face, she knew I would. “You’re too soft, Soulfinder. You

could have raised a soulless army. They would have been undefeatable. Magic

doesn’t work on them. Only fire.”

Another cry split the air, but this time from the opposite direction. A Vermin

raced toward us.

“Now what?” Roze asked him.

“The Keep’s gates are under attack,” he said, panting.

She glanced at the Warpers fighting with the Keep’s magicians. A vision of the

battle formed in my mind. The ferocity of the combat dwindled. The confusing array

of magical images was gone and Gale’s whirling dust devils had died. People fell to

the ground after being hit with Curare-laced darts. Leif, Ari and Bain lay paralyzed.

Janco fought a soldier, keeping the man between him and the blowpipes. His

movements slowed as another Warper focused his magic on him.

Roze’s Warpers had gained the upper hand; it was only a matter of time.

“There is nobody left to rescue you,” Roze said.

Her comments hit home when she called a few Warpers away from the battle to

deal with the revolt at the gates.

But there was one person I didn’t see and that gave me some hope. “Roze, you

haven’t figured everything out.”

She looked dubious. “What have I missed? Valek? Oh, I know he’s here. Magic

might not affect him, but Curare will do the trick.”

“No. The Fire Warper.”

“What about him?”

“You haven’t taken into account that he might have different plans than you.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Gede and I feed him. We give him his power. Who else

would help him?”

“I would.”

I ran toward the fire. Roze’s yell sounded faint over the roar of the blaze. The

heat encompassed me in a loving embrace. Burning pain transformed into pinpricks

of pleasure. But this time the world didn’t settle into the smooth plain of black.

Souls filled my world, writhing and crying with misery. The air stank of decay and

infection.

Help! Help! they cried.

The Fire Warper ordered them to be quiet and pushed them away from me. “She

is here for me,” he said. “She will not help you.”

He studied me. “You have brought me a treat. No only a soul for the sky, but

Moon Man’s bright power will increase my strength.”

Moon Man stood next to me. He peered about the fire world with mild interest.

“I’m sorry you’re here,” I said. “I didn’t plan for it to be you.”

“Why not? I am your guide, Yelena. In life and in death. That never changes.”

“But you said Gede was my new Story Weaver.”

“You were looking for an easy road. Which Gede provided. You could have

reclaimed me as your Story Weaver at any time.”

“How?”

“You just needed to ask. Or rather begged for my return—much better for my

ego.”

The Fire Warper stepped between us. “How sweet. Now take me to the sky,” he

demanded.

“No,” I said.

“You cannot refuse me. We made a deal.”

“I promised to come back. I didn’t promise to take you into the sky.”

“Then you and Moon Man will stay here in misery and I will use your power to

reach the sky.” He advanced and grabbed my arms.

My skin boiled as searing daggers of pain spread throughout my body. I

screamed, but he didn’t have the ability to take what he wanted. I had to give it to

him.

He tried another tactic. Waving with an arm, a window opened and I could see

Roze and her Warpers. Leif, Bain, Ari, Janco, Gale, Cahil and Marrok all were

staked in the sand.

“They lost. There are a few more left, but when they are captured, the fun begins.

However, if you lead me to the sky, I will stop Roze and release all your friends and

family.”

I looked at Moon Man.

“If you do not help the Fire Warper,” Moon Man said, “we are stuck here and

Roze will send each of them to suffer in this world with us.”

This was the one scenario I had hoped to avoid. “Are you saying that’s what I

should do?”

“No. I am merely pointing out the consequences.”

“Then what should I do?”

“Your decision to make. You are the Soulfinder. Find your soul.”

I wanted to strangle him, but he was already dead. “Do you think you could give

me a straight answer one time?” I demanded.

“Yes, I could.”

I gazed out as frustration and futility twisted tightly around me. Sensing I was

conflicted, the Fire Warper let the souls draw near to me so I could see the fate of

my friends. Their cries grew shrill in my ears and the heat baked my skin, making it

difficult to concentrate. The fetid odor assaulted my senses.

“Watch,” he said, and pointed to the scene beyond the fire. “Roze has ensnared

Irys in a cocoon of magic. She will force her to lie upon the sand and be tied down.”

Sure enough Irys walked toward Roze. She knelt before her. Irys’s eyes glanced

to the side before the other Warpers secured her in the sand. I followed her gaze and

spotted Valek.

He fought four Warpers with swords, but I knew they threw every ounce of

magic at him. And by Roze’s intent gaze, she aimed all her power against him. Even

though the magic didn’t work, he still felt the presence and it slowed his movements.

A soldier waited nearby with a blowpipe, seeking the first opportunity to hit Valek

with a dart.

“And Valek will be next,” the Fire Warper said. “What do you want to do?

Watch your friends and lover die or guide me to the sky?”

I held out my hand to Moon Man and to the Fire Warper. “Come,” I said.

A TRIUMPHANT GRIN SPREAD on the Fire Warper’s face. Moon Man

remained unflappable. He held my hand. Even though it appeared to be made of

smoke, his hand felt solid in mine. Moon Man looked at me. The oval shape of his

eyes matched Roze’s. Why hadn’t I noticed the resemblance before?

Roze’s comments replayed in my mind. Could I reanimate Moon Man’s body

after I took him to the sky? According to Roze, soulless bodies were unaffected by

magic. Could I create a small force to help Irys and Valek?

My bat flew around my head. Odd. How could he be here?

Moon Man sighed. I missed the point. It didn’t matter how the bat had gotten

here, but why was he here at all. Bats. Opal’s glass bat. I reached for my pocket, but

the answer halted the motion. Opal’s sister. Tula!

When Ferde had stolen Tula’s soul and strangled her, I had used my magic to

breathe for Tula, but as soon as I had stopped, she had stopped.

I didn’t possess the power to raise a soulless army.

The magician born one-hundred-and-fifty years ago wasn’t a Soulfinder, but a

Soulstealer.

I was a true Soulfinder. And I knew what my job entailed. The Fire Warper grew

impatient with my delay and reached for my free hand; I yanked it away. My bat

cried out with joy and disappeared.

I sought Roze with my mind, seeing her soul and the souls of all her victims

trapped within her. Their blood had been injected into her skin to bind them to her. I

pushed at the blood, sweeping and forcing it through her pores, pulling the souls

free, sending them to the sky.

She yelped and rolled up her sleeve. Black liquid oozed from her arms, dripping

onto the sand. The putrid smell of rancid blood surrounded her like a fog. Each one

I removed weakened Roze until only her own power remained.

Then I projected my mind to Gede and did the same to him. One by one I

plucked souls from the Warpers, weakening them.

The Fire Warper cried an oath and lunged for me. Moon Man intercepted and

fought him so I could return my attention to the Keep.

Roze’s magical hold on Irys had slipped when I extracted her power. Freed from

the magic, Irys used her own skills to draw a knife close to her and cut the rope.

Once loose, she ran to a few others who had not been pricked with Curare but who,

like her, had been captured by magic.

Gale and Marrok joined her and they attacked Roze. Valek’s opponents had been

distracted by the scene around them, giving Valek the opportunity to dispatch them.

The man with the blowpipe ran off. Valek turned his full attention to Roze.

Satisfied all was well with my friends, I focused on the Fire Warper. He held

Moon Man in a tight grip, compressing Moon Man’s soul to bind him to the fire

world.

“Stop,” I said. “You’ll gain no more power today.” I pulled at Moon Man with

my magic and he popped from the Fire Warper’s grasp. “I find souls and ensure

they arrive at the proper destination. He doesn’t belong here. But you do.”

I moved past him. He tried to stop me, but he was a soul just like all the others

and I controlled him. Moving through the fire world, I found those who didn’t

belong and released them to the sky. The Fire Warper screamed at me with each

one, but I ignored him. A long time passed as I freed them all, but my energy

increased with every rescue.

“Why aren’t I tired?” I asked Moon Man.

He smiled. “Think about what you have learned today.”

I glanced around. The Fire Warper’s power had diminished with each freed soul.

Perhaps stealing his power had increased my own?

“No.” Moon Man looked a little exasperated, as if he couldn’t believe how slow I

was. I did take some pleasure from his expression. To alter his calm demeanor

required much effort on my part.

The Fire Warper glowered at me. “It is only a matter of time before I regain my

strength,” he said. “There is always someone who desires more power and I will be