City of Light (The Traveler's Gate Trilogy Book 3)

Though all of that was a distant concern. His eyes and perception were locked onto the spiritual cracks. The Titan’s one blow had undone all his work, and Malice was just now finding her feet. She thrust out a hand. “Stop!” the Monarch commanded. All around the city, everything froze, including the spreading cracks. But not the Titan. It shrugged o

lightning cracked red. Crimson stripes were painted across the clouds as aura from the Bleeding Phoenix stained the world.

Simon couldn’t help but notice that there were only nine Territories represented, when there should have been ten. Not counting Valinhall, which Enosh barely seemed to acknowledge as a real Territory, there should have been nine original Territories and Elysia. He supposed they couldn’t represent Ragnarus, the ninth Territory, because its only Trav

was a crystal ball slightly bigger than a hand, filled with a dim, diffuse light. The light swirled like smoke, as though something invisible swam within. He touched it with his spirit, and felt an endless will to devour that almost consumed him. He wanted to tear through every cabinet, cramming his pockets full. So what if he died in here? He woul