Waybound (Cradle Book 12)

Yerin chose. She decided who needed to die and made it a reality. This wasn’t revenge. It was an execution. In a world that still seemed frozen, Yerin pulled her sword back almost casually. An image in the sky mimicked her movements. Not a sword. A vast, black scythe. “Die,” Yerin ordered. She brought her sword down in a simple overhand chop. And a

and its eight clones shone blue-and-gold as they spread out behind him. Three black shells circled around him, a vast white halo covered his head, and a cloak of liquid blood spilled from his shoulders.

A lifetime of fury burst from him in one word. “KILL!” the Shield Sage roared. For all the people this death would protect, the Shield Icon approved.

“I will bring light.” The natural treasures burned away

I want you to remember that this is a tool to help us see where you are going to begin. It doesn’t tell you where you will end up.”

A grand halo appeared over him, far too large for his body. The clouds danced, or at least seemed to, and the world warped around the weapon. Half-formed sounds and images flickered in and out of existence for miles around.

Your Archlord revelation is the oath to which you dedicate your future. Anything works, as long as you are dedicated to it, honestly and fully. That honesty is the hard part. Now don’t bother me until you advance.”

It was the last step to prepare her to advance to Herald.

He was instructed to look for a concept that defined him, even in his childhood. So tell me, Mercy, how do people see you?”