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Riftside - Chapter 37

I charged the burning golem, Knut veering off for the other, when Eryn's voice called out clear and strong from behind me.

“I love you too! Don't do anything stupid!”

A heat fully different than the one I got in combat rushed through me.

Roq's derisive snort echoed in my min...

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Riftside - Chapter 36

The flames warmed my skin as I stood next to the burning golem carcass. Its massive form was fully engulfed like a bonfire. I pulled my cloak forward, running my fingers over the rough fabric that had just saved my life. There were no visible scorch marks or any signs of damage.

“...

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Riftside - Chapter 35

My heart thundered in my ears as I crouched behind a massive bone rib that thrust up from the ground like an ancient monument. Two hundred feet away, the Ironroot Golems stood motionless, unaware of our presence. With me in place, Knut slowly walked to position himself halfway between Eryn and th...

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Riftside - Chapter 34

The wooden bridge creaked under our feet as we approached the rift. A group was already waiting to cross the other way with a steelhusk log. The workers below were putting the finishing touches on the defensive ditch. In just the few days we'd spent working the smithy and getting the mind gems in...

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Riftside - Chapter 33

I could barely see in the darkness as I bounced out of bed. Sleep had come late and left early, but I couldn't bring myself to care. Not today. There was way too much to do.

Water sloshed from the barrel as I dumped a ladleful over my head, standing outside in the morning wind, and gasping ...

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Riftside - Chapter 32

“By all the Kingdom's forges,” Pa said, his voice dangerously soft as he ran his fingers along the workbench's scarred surface. “What did you do to my smithy, son? Have you been wrestling monsters in here?”

My mouth went dry. We'd spent three hours cleaning, organizing, putting ever...

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Riftside - Chapter 31

“And this one?” Ma asked, turning over one of the platemaw pieces in her hands, the armor gleaming in the shop's morning light. None of us could still believe how it all turned out, and even Pa was visibly impressed, constantly mumbling something to himself and nodding.

“Adventuring p...

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Riftside - Chapter 30

“Come on,” Eryn said, tugging at my arm and pulling me away from the street where I'd been pacing back and forth for the last hour or so. “Wearing a path in the dust won't make time pass any faster.”

She was right, but the waiting gnawed at me to the point I even started biting my o...

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Riftside - Chapter 29

I rolled the first mind gem between my fingers, watching the patterns swirl deep inside the crystal. An almost hypnotically blue-white light danced within, moving as if caught within a vortex.

“Five whole mind gems,” Eryn said, touching my shoulder. “This is—”

“More than I...

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Riftside - Chapter 28

The striker exploded into a storm of deadly shards after I smashed Roq through its torso. I ducked, fragments pinging off the Scuttler plates reinforcing my shield.

“Two more from the left!” Eryn called out, already loosing another arrow.

I spun, my shield raised to intercept, jus...

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Riftside - Chapter 27

“Nothing. Not a single gem in either of them.” Roq's disappointment rang through my skull. “We should press deeper into the chasm. That's where the real treasures lie. The powerful ones. The ones worthy of our—”

“No gems,” I told Eryn, cu...

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Riftside - Chapter 26

The gates of Sentinel Station creaked open, revealing the killing fields. Two short rings of the bell announced our departure to everyone within earnshot. We'd secured another simple scouting mission to look for monster signs.

Eryn adjusted her bow across her back, making sure it lay flat a...

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Riftside - Chapter 25

Darkness had settled over Dawnwatch when Eryn kissed me on the cheek. 

“Good luck,” she said, shooting me a wink before making her way down the keep's scaffolding. “Don't give him any slack!”

“Thanks. I won't.”

After having dinner at home, I'd climbed up there w...

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Riftside - Chapter 24

The walk back was slow and blessedly free of monsters. Each step sent twinges through my hip while Roq worked hard on mending it. Hopefully, he wouldn't consume any of the corpses with gems inside.

Eryn matched my pace, bow and arrow in one hand, the other wrapped around my waist. I bet she...

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Riftside - Chapter 23

Pain lanced through my shield arm as I skidded across the ravine floor. My head spun, vision blurring from the impact. Small rocks dug into my back through the damaged leather armor, some cutting into my neck, drawing blood.

Shit! What the hell are we even doing? That thing's going to d...

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Riftside - Chapter 22

I settled into position below Eryn's perch, my shield ready. Above me, she made a soft clicking sound with her tongue, which was our signal for a target spotted. I clicked in return.

She scraped a nail against her bow, twice.

Two targets.

I nodded, adjusting my stance. ...

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Riftside - Chapter 21

I scanned the ravine's metallic terrain. Loose shards of stone littered natural ledges. Perfect ambush spots. But also perfect for what we had set out to do.

“It should come up through there,” I said, keeping my voice low and pointed to a natural path through the rocks. “That's the ea...

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Riftside - chapter 20

A hazy mist washed over us as we stepped out of the rift's portal into Sentinel Station.

Teams of loggers trudged toward the east gate, heavy axes leaned on shoulders. Above us, guards exchanged quiet words as the watch changed, their boots scraping against the wooden walkways.

My hea...

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Riftside - chapter 19

Pa had laid out our Scuttler parts in neat rows on the workbenches. The smithy’s double doors were closed tight, and my belly was warm and full after a hearty breakfast. Ma had been showing off, knowing Eryn would be joining us for the meal at dawn, and I had to admit that I didn't mind at all....

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Riftside - chapter 18

The forge blazed with its usual warmth as Pa stood at the butchering station, running a whetstone along his favorite dissection blade. The metal sang with each stroke. I kept my arm wrapped around Eryn's waist while she leaned against me, both of us watching Pa as he prepared for business. It was...

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Riftside - chapter 17

I halted a bit down the road from home, and Eryn stopped to look at me.

“Changed your mind?” she asked.

“Not at all. Just, you've seen Ma, right?”

She nodded, setting her bloody blonde hair moving.

“She can be a bit enthusiastic, is all,” I said.

“Don't...

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Riftside - chapter 16

Eryn and I walked across the courtyard to the medical station, positioned close to the rift for rapid response. The tan canvas stretched across a temporary structure, and stood out against the steelhusk-clad purplish palisades. It wasn't the only one of its kind, either, as several more were posi...

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Riftside - chapter 15

The walk back to Sentinel Station was blessedly uneventful, with Edwin carrying Knut easily, his strength making the mercenary seem light as a child. Eryn stayed close to my side as we recounted with Johan what had happened with Benedict's group.

Soon, the killing field stretched before us,...

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Riftside - chapter 14

Scuttler legs kept pushing through the gaps. I crushed them one after another, but all the monster goo mixed with my own blood as their attacks found me time and time again. A pincer caught my thigh, another my side. None of the attacks were fatal, but they sapped away at my life and my stamina.<...

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Riftside - chapter 13

I stared at the Scuttler's crushed shell and the monster goo that was splashed across the ground, my arm tingling from the impact.

“Roq? How can such a light hammer deliver such a powerful blow?”

“CRRRRITICAL HIT!” Roq's voice thundered through m...

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Riftside - chapter 12

A hint of light caught in the metallic shavings beneath my feet, each tiny flake trembling like leaves in a storm, except they were too heavy for the wind to move. The massive silver tree at the heart of the Metal Grove loomed ahead, in the grove's center.

“We need to leave,” I said, my...

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Riftside - chapter 11

The soul chart hovered in my vision like a thick tendril of smoke that wouldn't dissipate. I tried to withdraw from it mentally, but the damn thing just stayed there as if mocking me.

Come on, come on!

My tattoo itched worse, like ants crawling under my skin and trying to bit...

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Riftside - chapter 10

Pa's strong hands helped me to my feet, though my legs still shook.

“Easy there, son. You don't look so good. Sit for a while.”

The workshop door burst open. Ma rushed in, her face pale and she even had a piece of steel in her hand, ready to clobber anyone.

“What happened?...

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Riftside - chapter 9

Pa always said that a weapon told its story to whoever bothered listening close enough. As I stood in the smithy's doorway, watching him arrange steel with great care, I wondered what story the soul weapon would tell.

The sun lit the room through the skylight. I'd planned to be up first, bu...

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Riftside - chapter 8

The shadows lengthened as I walked the circular path that led toward the town keep. It had risen so fast that the outer walls already stood three stories high, steelhusk planks fitted together in overlapping patterns like dragon scales. What would have taken decades in stone had shot up in mere m...

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