The Wandering Inn

Book 7: Chapter 16: L

Book 7: Chapter 16: L

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Frustration. Black despair. Rage and helplessloss. The memories came more frequently, now. It was easier looking into a void. But seeing fragments, incomplete, broken reflections of what had been was far worse if you rememberedglory.

Perfection as it had existed in this wretched world.

Time had run out. There were no more excuses today. No more distractions, magical drinks, or misunderstandings regarding genitalia.

One of them had quit. QUIT. As if you could walk away from what you were, what you had been made for. And the rest were insubordinate.

Especiallyhim. Pawn. He had disobeyed all orders, not even bothering to make excuses anymore. Where the other ones tiptoed around the lines, he walked over them.

The True Antiniums fury was directed at him. Fury. And the dark resolve to restore order. A kind of enmity born from frustration andconfusion.

Today was going to be a day of causality. Casualty. And it was Pawn to whom the enmity was directed. Pawn, upon whom Klbkch laid much of the blame for the state of his Hive, the failure as he saw it. Pawn, he abhorred for what he was.

He was not the only one.

-

The Wandering Inn was a peaceful place of late. Or rather, if there was madness, it wasnt of the inn-destroying, monsteriffic kind. There really was a rhythm to it.

As the day began, early in the morning before even most of the guests were at work, Lyonette personally served people. Only a handful.

Can I get a big meal of something pasta-heavy? Im working all day.

A [Laborer] Gnoll waved a paw at the [Princess]. She brought out lasagna after a moment, piping hot; it just needed to be warmed up. And it was fresh as the moment Erin had made it.

Western food. It was heavy on the stomach, but there was nothing like it for people who wanted it in a hurry, and needed the kind of energy it produced.

The kind of people who could metabolize an entire bowl of ice cream, a slice of cake, and pizza with no consequences because they were going to burn that much energy. They existed. Of course, most people shouldnt ever copy that example, but The Wandering Inn had a small clientele of [Worker]-classes who rose at the crack of dawn and liked getting their food in a moment. And Relc.

As for the staff and other guests, well, Lyonette served them too. Erin Solstices face seemed glued to the table. Shed been playing chess all last night. Up into the daylight, with her mystery opponent. Lyonette hesitated before putting some oatmeal in front of Erins face. She had a feeling that if it had gone right under Erin as the [Innkeeper] put her face down, Erin Solstice would have drowned.

Late night?

Mm. I stayed up laaaaate. But my opponent did too. They kept wanting to play so Iyknow?

And that makes it better?

The [Princess] raised a brow. Erin looked at her blearily.

Yes?

At least you have [Twofold Rest].

Mm. Still doesnt help if you only get two hours of sleep.

Lyonette du Marquin, 6^th Princess in line for the Eternal Throne of Calanfer, sighed. She gestured at the bowl.

Eat. And then take an hours nap.

Yes, Mom.

The [Princess] paused. She adjusted her tray of food, which she balanced on one arm. Then she leaned over and poked Erin in the side.

It was a very Gnollish action. Erin yelped and sat up. She glared, but Lyonette was already walking away, smiling to herself. She stopped at a table with two diners. The [Princess] deposited her three mostly-identical plates on the table.

Breakfast! Hamburger for you, Mrsha. And a little eggwhoopswithout bread for you, Pawn. And heres the ketchup

The two looked up. A little white Gnoll stared at her tiny hamburger on a bun, with an egg on the side. And the Antinium looked at his substantially larger hamburger, with three eggs. No bun.

Because of course, Pawn was Antinium. And Lyonette had for herself a copy of Mrshas meal.

Theres a bit of sliced apple too, Mrsha. Dont give me that look. You dont need a big-person sized hamburger. Thats too much for your stomach. See? I have the same meal.

Lyonette saw the little Gnoll child, her daughter, look pointedly at Pawns plate. And his hamburger was three times her size. Lyonette paused.

Pawn cant eat bread. And hes a Worker.

Thank you for the food, Lyonette. Surely, Mrsha may have some of my meal.

The Antinium Worker smiled at Lyonette. She smiled back, sliding in between the two. Mrsha nearly lifted her hamburger off the bun before she saw Lyonettes warning look. She glumly stared at the fork Lyonette was nudging towards her. Mrsha nudged it back and picked up the hamburger and bun and chomped into it.

Dont spoil her, Pawn. Mrsha gets enough snacks from Gnolls anyways. I know shes growing, but she doesnt need to eat that much meat. Right?

The [Princess] carefully ate her fried egg. Pawn nodded obligingly.

They were an odd trio. A [Druid], a [Princess], and a [Priest]. Of course, they were more than their classes. A white Gnoll, a member of Terandrian royalty, and an Antinium Worker.

No, it was still an odd grouping. But they all had a connection. A strong one. Lyonette smiled as she lifted her fork towards her mouth. She saw Pawn eating with the Antinium gusto towards all food that wasnt their horrible nutrient mush. But he was glancing at her, too. The two met eyes and paused to smile at each other.

One, a Human face, a young woman with red hair, a sign of royal blood in some parts of Terandria. The other, an Antinium, insects face. Waving antennae, multifaceted eyes. Two mandibles open, lifted in a smile. But their expressions were similar.

It was the expression, the exact same across two faces, of a nauseatingly cute couple in love. No one else in the inn really noticed. Erin was staring at the porridge, trying to remember how it worked. The other regulars were eating, chatting. Somewhere, Niers Astoragon was being poked by Foliana as he yawned into his bowl of soup.

But then againsomeone was watching the sickening display. Someone, like Klbkch, harbored a grudge. A little Gnoll stared at Lyonette and Pawn. She stared at her food and folded her arms.

After a second, Lyonette and Pawn realized Mrsha was there again and went back to their meal. But they sat close to each other and they had thatnew cadence to their dialogue.

Soyoure going back to the Hive. Will Klbkch be angry with you?

Perhaps. But I believe I can mollify him with my new Skill. At any rate, I will try to come back tonight. With the others, of course. It makes no sense for us to avoid Erins inn.

Of course. I mean, it is silly for them not to come here. But Klbkch is angry?

Extremely so. But I will return. Whatwill you be doing?

Pawn smiled again. Lyonette glanced around distractedly.

Oh, I think Ill go visit Krshia. Order some things personallyhave our little chat. Then Ill visit Zevara, and then I have to go back to managing the inn. Ishkrs in charge so I can have the morning off.

Ah, that is very well. You deserve a break. But what about Mrsha?

The two looked at Mrsha. The Gnoll was eating, discontentedly. She rolled her eyes.

Yes, thank you, Im here.

Lyonette missed the look. She patted Mrsha on the shoulder, thinking it was about the food.

Mrshas going to visit Ekirra and Visma. Theyre going to help Elirr, isnt that right, Mrsha? Theyre learning how to help manage the animals; hes got his handspaws, excuse mefull with that little Wyvern.

That is very good. And perhaps Mrsha will level up in her class? Druids manage animals, or so I understand. Klbkch has not rendered much information unto me, but the Antinium have notes on classes. Books as well.

Really? I never knew!

The Antinium nodded as he ate. Mrsha was already done with her hamburger.

Yes. It is one of the things the Hive has in secret. I will bring you some books, if youd like?

I would. Thank you, Pawn.

Lyonette smiled. Pawn was sharing some of the Hives secrets with her. In theory, this would have enraged a certain Antinium even more. But no one cared. Not Pawn, nor Bird, who was sitting in his tower, eating a squishy bird with worms in it.

Each to their own. And you couldnt fault the two for liking each other, right? They had formed a connection. And their relationship, as unusual as it was, hadbenefits.

SoI havent tried my new Skill out. But I think it might work later. Its not the best, butwell, I cant be greedy, right? And it is an interesting one. Ill ask Zevara to help me test it.

Benefits. Pawn had leveled up. He was a [Priest]. Level 24. He had gained a new Skill. Wellnot a Skill per se. Lyonette was very excited about it.

But she had gained a Skill too. She was Level 19 now, a [Worldly Princess], a rare class consolidation before Level 20, even. And her new Skill was called [Magnified Training].

So, what do you believe the Skill does, Lyonette? Ah, you have something on your cheek.

The [Princess] looked up as Pawn lifted a napkin. She let him clean it off her face. She shrugged.

You knowit just increases how fast Ill learn the sword, or maybe magic. Its one of those basic skillsI have so many of them now! But thats the focus of my class, and Im still below Level 20, so I think its not bad. Just not special. Hm, no, wait. I have a brilliant idea. Later today, what if I?

She leaned over. Mrshas ears perked up as she determinedly stared at her plate. She heard a whisper.

Oh, that is a good idea. But it is very strange that both of us leveled up.

Well, I understand my class, but yours? Why would that? Anyways, its an incentive, isnt it?

Yes.

The two looked at each other with that look again. Mrsha stared.

Lyonette and Pawn had leveled up since yesterday. An event had made that occur.

Sex. The Gnoll cub paused. It had definitely happened. There was no denying it. It had changedeverything. And if she didnt know the sordid details, the comedyMrsha knew what had happened. She crossed her arms.

After a second, the two realized she was there again.

Oh, Mrshayoure nearly done? Just the egg? You eat quickly! What did I tell you about scarfing? Hold on, let me get a refillIshkr isnt in yet. Sorry, Pawn.

Embarrassed, Lyonette scolded Mrsha, as if she hadnt been distracted half the meal already. Pawn glanced at Mrsha. As Lyonette rose to refill someones waving cup, he tentatively cut a sizeable chunk of hamburger and offered it to Mrsha.

Would you like some, Mrsha?

The little Gnoll, lover of all foods, looked at Pawn. Her eyes narrowed as Pawn offered her some of the tender hamburger. Mrsha turned her head, picked up a fork, and with rather deliberate care and pointedness, began cutting her egg into pieces and feeding herself with the utensils.

Pawn was taken aback.

Well, if you would like some

He put it to the side of his plate, for Mrsha to grab. The white Gnoll girl looked at him.

Yeah, sure, pal. Keep trying.

Not hungry, Mrsha?

Lyonette blinked as she came back and saw the Gnoll was eating slowly. Mrsha gave her a look too, but Lyonette still didnt get it. She turned back to Pawn.

Honestly, I dont know how your class works, Pawn. Its sounique. Mine? Im very glad about being a [Worldly Princess]. Otherwise, only royal acts would allow me to level. Which is why most of the royalty are under-leveled compared to everyone else. Wellwe also level slower.

Really?

Both Mrsha and Pawn looked at Lyonette. The [Princess] nodded.

Dont you know? I know Ive taught you about class rarity, Mrsha.

She had her little lessons with the Gnoll about things Lyonette had learned every few days. Mrsha nodded, but Lyonette explained it again for Pawns benefit.

We level up more slowly the better a class is. You know the King of Destruction? My father said he was probably only above Level 50not even Level 60. Thats just a guess, but it still makes him one of, if not the highest-leveled [Kings] in the world. The Blighted King would be around his level.

Could he be above Level 60?

Maaaybe. But no more than that. Hes the King of Destruction, but he doesnt have to be high-level to have the ability to use his [Army of the King] or his Dreamers of Reim. Because hes a [King], Flos Reimarch will have better Skills. Id love to know how well a [Priest] ranks compared to say, a [Blademaster]. It does matter, you see.

The Worker scratched at one antennae.

I did not know that. But you have low levels, Lyonette. And you told me [Princesses] were mostly low-level, even if yours was particularly so.

The [Princess] sighed.

We level slowly, its true. Not just because our classes are some of the best in this worldwe just dont go into danger that much. And ruling a kingdom doesnt let you level that much normally. Theres a list of monarchs and equivalent leader-classes above Level 40 that we keep. You know, dossiers on enemies and allies.

Normal stuff. Mrsha and Pawn exchanged a glance, for a second in synch. Then Mrsha glared and turned her head. Lyonette went on.

There are less than thirty rulers on that list. I think. A bit over thirty? Less than forty, in the entire world. Each one is a world power in their way. Only [Kings] and [Queens], by the way. [Lords] and [Ladies] dont count, or anyone with a lesser class.

How inferior are they to your class?

The young woman chewed as she thought about that.

A Level 60 [Mayor] might be equal to a Level 30 [King]. Maybe theyd have a better city, but a [King]s power extends across their entire kingdom. Its about concentration of power. In her inn, Erins powerful. With her [Garden of Sanctuary] and her aura skill. She can suppress Gold-ranks from using their full abilities if she does it correctly and shes not trained. Shell get more powerful too, with her Level 40 Skills. But outside of the inn?

She shrugged.

Im not a [Queen]. There is a difference. But Im close. Ill get more powerful Skills than if I were a [Lady]. Im Level 19. When I hit Level 20, Ill get somethinggood. I hope. And when I doIll be one of the most eligible bachelorettes in Terandria my age.

She smiled, and her eyes lit up at the thought.

I would be! Imagine that! Right up there with Princess Ozena of Ailendamus, or Duchess Greina of Noelictus. Or I would be, if I werent unfit. Ruined. Thanks to someone.

She looked at Pawn. The Worker was nodding, and then he paused.

Oh. Me.

That was it. Mrsha decided she was done. She pushed her plate back from the table and smacked her paws onto the top, making the dishes jump. So did Pawn and Lyonette. They looked at her, saw the glare, and realized.

Mrsha, dont hit the

Lyonette faltered as Mrsha gave her a gaze that spoke volumes. She leaned over and whispered urgently to Pawn. She tried to keep her voice down, but Mrshas ears were too good.

Pawn. I think she knows about last night.

Uh oh. Oh no. Is this bad?

Yes! I meanIm not ashamed. But Mrsha

How does she know?

Lyonette hesitated and turned red.

I changed the sheets, obviously, but Gnoll nosesum, Mrsha? Honey, why dont we talkyou see, Pawn. And Iand we

The Antinium paused.

I am very fond of Lyonette, Mrsha. Last night, we entered into sexumghf.

He made a sound as Lyonette covered his mandibles with her hands. The little Gnoll stared at the [Princess] flushed face. She looked at Pawn. The Gnoll glowered.

Hmf! Adults!

She climbed down from the table, got onto her two legs, and walked off. Not padded off on all fours, but stomped away to go find Drassi or someone else worthy of her attention.

The two watched Mrsha walk off. Lyonette opened and closed her mouth, but she didnt know what to say. At least Mrsha wasnt going to tell anyone. She looked at Pawn.

Ill talk to her tonight, Pawn. Dont worry. Butmaybe lets find another bedroom. I can reserve the one down the hall, now the Workers are on the third floor

She whispered to him and he nodded. The two smiled at each other, held hands, engrossed. But thenthey did part.

They both had jobs. And this was secret. No one but Mrsha knew the truth in this inn. And they had to keep it a secret. Lyonette didnt feel like being judged. Least of all by Erin.

Erin being Erin, shed go ballistic at the thought of anything improper. Which was everything, apparently. As for Pawnhe kept it a secret because Lyonette thought it should be secret.

Affairs, clandestine meetings, secretsall that was bread and butter to Lyonette, who had grown up in Calanfer. And Pawn naturally let her show him how things were done.

Ill see you tonight. Bring the other Antinium if Klbkch doesnt stop you. And the books.

Lyonette bade farewell to Pawn. And then she got back to work. The Antinium Worker walked out of the inn, a new Pawn. And he stretched his arms up to the sky, all four of them.

He had a new Skill. And the dayeverything was different. Pawn smiled, because he understood more of what happiness was. And he was a [Priest] who worshipped only that. And heaven.

-

Ishkr, you have the inn. You can manage, right? Erins asleep, so she probably wont start anything. You need something?

No, Lyonette. Ill manage the inn.

The [Waiter]now a [Head Waiter] by virtue of a promotionnodded to Lyonette. She waited. The Gnoll looked at her as the inn moved. The Players of Celum were coming in for breakfast and rehearsals, the staff were serving guests

And Lyonette realized Ishkr had nothing more to say. He had that kind ofincredible, normal competence combined with the ability to not add to someones workload that made him so valuable. Drassi would have had opinions. Erin? Erin was chaos.

Well then, thank you. Ill be back!

Lyonette left the inn and walked through the hallway towards the magic door. She passed by a wide-eyed group of teenagers, a few years younger than her.

Noher age, really. Lyonette blinked. They were her age, but they felt younger. She was eighteen. But she looked different than them, her hair tied back, wearing her work clothes. Indeed, they were staring around.

Look at this place! And were in Liscor? Farmer Strongheart was telling the truth! Weve gotta tell the others!

They were from Celum. Just[Farmers], or maybe [Farmhands], from a nearby farm. Lyonette smiled as they hurried towards the door and stared about.

Hello! The Wandering Inn is open at all times! The door isnt always set to the Strongheart farm, but if theyre willing, you can wait there to be let through. Its never more than ten minutes, usually.

The two teens jumped and stared at Lyonette. One of them ducked his head nervously. The girl curtsied.

Thank you, Miss! My folksd love to see this place! Theres a play, right? Can we come back through again? Forfree?

Absolutely. We might ask for a few coppers at some point, but well put up a sign. And the Stronghearts are friends of the inn.

The [Princess] smiled. Always good to put some thoughts in the heads of people. The two teens looked at each other. The Stronghearts were friends of the inn. They cautiously walked past Lyonette as she walked over to the door. She adjusted it for Liscor, and walked through.

It was another day. Another day, and yetLyonette felt like much had changed since yesterday. In more ways than one. And since it hadshe had to tell someone about it.

Again, not Erin. Lyonette liked Erin Solstice, she really did. The young woman had saved her from death by exposure in the winter. Shed given Lyonette more chances than shed deserved. She was a good person, even if she was slightlyErin.

But Erin had flaws. Her good nature, belief in people, and willingness to accept anyone from Goblins to Antinium was also coupled with a stubbornness that a Minotaur would respect, a short fuse when it came to some matters, an inability to manage money or think politically

And, recently, an aversion to anything sexual. Well, that had been a rather interesting day. But Lyonette wasnt discussing Pawn with Erin. But she had to tell someone. So she went to her friends.

Lyonette du Marquin had friends in Liscor. Not many, but they existed. The first of them was running a stall down Market Street. And she was a Gnoll.

Councilwoman Krshia was still working her day-job, even if she participated in Council meetings regularly. They had a schedule. By day, the Council worked, by night they enacted laws, argued, and did what they thought was good for the city.

It was interesting, to see Krshia and Lism hawking goods and talking with their constituents. Both [Shopkeepers] had lines. Their regular customers and people who wanted to put a bee in their ear about some new lawmetaphorically.

Lyonette had an actual bee. Apista was currently flying around the Garden of Sanctuary, pollinating flowers, drinking nectar, and getting high on faerie flowers. It was a good life, if lonely for her. She didnt have a bug-mate.

Krshia Silverfang was hard at work and it was a long line. Mostly Gnolls went to her, and mostly Drakes to Lism, although there was crossover. But Lyonette was at the back of a line of Gnolls. Some of them stared at her, recognized her, and gave her hard looks. Lyonette ducked her head as she stood in the back of the line.

They knew her. The [Thief] whod caused so much trouble. But no one said anything. Lyonette had been forgiven by both the Watch and Krshia.

Next! Ah, Tirr, how can I help you today? And if you want to ban Gnolls who are shedding, you will have to speak to someone else, yes? Because that is not a law I am going to fight for

Krshias voice briskly drifted down the line as Lyonette waited. And it was a funny thing. As the queue moved forwards, Lyonette didnt talk to the Gnolls who were chatting amongst themselves. She would have liked a book. But neither was the [Princess]rude.

A certain crazy Human might have gotten by with marching to the front of the line, waving her hands and shouting about some crisis, but Lyonette waited. And when she got to the front of the line, she bowed slightly.

Good morning, Krshia.

Lyonette! Ah, hello!

Krshia smiled at the [Princess]. It was funny, to think of how they had first met and where they were now. The Gnoll paused, sniffed the air a few times, and then laughed.

No! And it is a most good morning, yes?

Lyonette blushed as the other Gnolls in line gave her a sideways look. Some sniffed too and stared, perplexed. But Krshia gave Lyonette a knowing smile. The [Princess] coughed.

Wellits not a bad one. Thank you for your help, Krshia. Can I get some of the goods on this list? Im shopping, but if you have time, Id be grateful if I could speak to you? After work?

She dipped her head again. And if shed had ears, shed have lowered them. It wassubtlya show of respect. The other Gnolls watching murmured.

They knew who she was. Even if what they knew was that she was a former [Thief], or that she was Lyonette of The Wandering Inn. But some knew, and Lyonette was beingpolite. To Krshia. And because they saw that, it mattered.

Krshia for her part, smiled.

Of course I have time for you, Lyonette! After my work, certainly. I am only working another hour; I will have my assistant take over.

Oh? You have an assistant now?

Krshia grinned.

The times must change, yes? Just to sell goods. I run my store as usual, but yes. Let us meet at my apartment then. I have some of what you want. For the resttry Samikhas Butchery. You know it? She has some fresh Corusdeer venison, very good. And there was some beef at

Lyonette didnt waste Krshias time. She ducked her head again, thanked Krshia, and walked off. And the Gnolls murmured, and a few more resolved to greet her the next day.

Small changes in Liscor. The new construction zone had tons of [Builders] and [Workers] marching towards it, some grumbling about their Human co-workers. A group of rookie Humans in the Watch were marching behind Tkrn. Lyonette saw it all, perhaps more clearly than Erin. She was part of the city. Erinhad her inn.

After an hour, Lyonette had stowed her purchases in Erins inn and made the walk to Krshias apartment. The Gnoll was already waiting. She spread her arms as Lyonette came in.

Ah, Lyonette Marquin. So you did it, hrm? And how was it? Did everything go well? Pawn, he came to my store and I gave him sometips. Did they help?

She gave Lyonette a wicked look. The Gnoll woman did not beat about the bush. Lyonette blushed again. She sat down on the couch as Krshia made them some tea.

Howd you know? I thought there wouldnt be an umsmell

We can smell many things. But it would have been harder. Noyou have the look. And I knew what was supposed to happen. Here. Tea. Something to eat?

Thank you, Im fine.

Lyonette sipped from the spicy tea Krshia liked. The Gnoll woman sat across from her, laughing and joking. But kindly. She was genuinely happy for Lyonette. She listened as Lyonette shared what she was willing to. When she heard about Pawn panicking at the sight of blood and casting [Minor Heal Wounds] she laughed herself off the sofa. Krshia was wiping tears out of her eyes when Lyonette was done.

Ah, good for you! Now, we must only have Erin relax, yes?

She nodded at the young woman. Lyonette rolled her eyes.

Good luck, because Im not helping you. Honestly, Krshia, I think Erins justscarred from her experiences. Which have been bad, I think. She told me about the Hobgoblin Chieftain she met within the first month of coming here

Krshia sobered. She slowly sipped her tea, nodding.

Yes. Erin Solstice has had many things to grieve. But I think, joking aside, that it is good for her, yes? Well, perhaps it is not something casual for her. But I am happy for you.

Thank you forfor talking with me about it. And helping me. I wouldnt have known about the umharness and

Lyonette turned as red as her hair a third time. Krshia just laughed softly. Lyonette raised her head again.

What was fascinating about their conversation was that even hereshe was in a role. It was something Lyonette had learned, both from Krshia talking to her and from observation. Gnolls had a way of communicating like all people did. The way they moved, their ears, tails, their manner of speechHumans had it in how you bowed, looked at someone. All races did, but Lyonette had learned Gnollish etiquette, or perhaps, body language was a better word for it.

And she was also acting it out, as the younger Gnoll might in a relationship between two females. Krshia was treating her like someone who was both friend and someone in need of mild guidance. It had changed the relationship between the two, made it more solid than a tenuous connection of Lyonette wanting to redeem herself and know more about how to raise Mrsha.

And Lyonetteloved it. She liked the experience, of looking up to a mentor, of being the inferior, the student. A [Princess] was never that. Even her [Tutors] back in Calanfer had known who she was. But Krshia was someone Lyonette truly respected.

Ah, if you enjoyed it, despite all the awkwardness of a first time, what is there to say? He is not like most malesnot at all! But that is good too. I would enjoy someone who doesnt need to stop but when I feel like it! After Pawn, many males will disappoint you, sadly.

Krshia laughed. Lyonette had to chuckle. The Gnoll had related stories of her youth and experience to reassure Lyonette. And it had been Krshia that Lyonette had asked for advice when the idea of her and Pawn getting intimate had even popped up.

Hrm. Strange that love should blossom so. You told me at the beginning you saw him only as a friend. Can you tell me, now that you decided it should be so, why it came to this?

The Gnoll woman mused. The [Royal Shopkeeper] eyed Lyonette and the [Princess] tried to put it into words. She hadnt been sure, even until last night. At last, Lyonette nodded.

I didnt plan anything, Krshia. Honestly, I didnt think it would happennot with all the craziness in the inn. But we had our weekly chatswhich turned into twice a week, and then three timesand I showed Pawn how to dance and

You two grew closer?

Not just that. It was Pawnbeing Pawn. How can I explain it? When the Antinium do something, they do it with everything they have. They dont know how to be half-hearted. When Pawn loves me, he does. More than any suitor back home.

All the artificial romance, the odes some [Poet] had written for the [Princes] and [Lords] and [Earls] and so on for her, the gifts or deedsall of it was fake when you compared it to the genuine thing. And Pawnhe didnt know deceit. That was why Lyonette had loved him.

It had started with a kiss on his cheek. Onlyshe hadnt had to kiss a frog to undo a polymorph curse. Her prince had been right from the beginning.

As it should be. I am envious. Truly, I wish for a connection like that. For youth, to find one for me. But I have had good relationships. And I can keep myself pleased.

Krshia smiled at Lyonette. And while she was not mother to Lyonette, as Lyonette was to Mrsha, she was like an older sister or simply an older female friend. One willing to teach Lyonette.

Shed never had that from her mother or her sisters, not like this. Lyonette dipped her head again.

Thank you, Krshia Silverfang. Im in your debt again. If I can do anything

The Gnoll woman raised a paw.

Ryoka Griffin paid your debt. And you gave me a class. Erin Solstice gave Brunkr hopeand youhis wish. You have done so much for one not of your tribeand now yours. Mrsha. And you do me favors. That [Farmer], Wailant Strongheart, was a boon. So too will be Octavia. And the Gnolls who are learning to be [Actors] are grateful. We have no debts between us. We are tribe-sisters.

The statement made Lyonettes eyes go misty. She felt her eyes water and brushed at them.

What? Krshia! Thatsare you sure? Oh no. Im

Only a Gnoll or someone like Lyonette would have known what that meant. Krshia got up, laughing quietly, and put one arm around Lyonette, squeezing. Lyonette wiped her eyes, then cried a bit.

Such days. Who could have imagined they would be like this? Lyonette sniffed as she leaned against Krshia. No debts between sisters. Just give and give. Lean on each other in times of strife, support each other in days of plenty.

It was an honor. And Krshia had delivered it so casually. But how else would a Gnoll do it? She had stated fact and it had been so. Krshia had said this for no other Human. Not for Erin, whom she owed a debt and protected. Not even for Ryoka. She was a friend, but no sister.

Lyonette would have liked to have been a Gnoll. But she rested her hand on Krshias shoulder and saw the Gnoll womans eyes were a bit wet. And then Lyonette told her friend something else.

ActuallyI leveled up after last night. I think its related. But

Krshia started laughing. So did Lyonette. The two laughed as they went back to their seats.

Truly? Give me your class and I will reach Level 50 in a year. Ah, how convenient! Butsuch is the name, yes? Worldly. Perhaps what you need is to experience all things. Not other menbut learning to bake as you have done. All things. You do have a love for it.

Lyonette nodded. When had she discovered she loved leveling up? Learning? Growing? It did fit her. She glanced at Krshia.

Pawn leveled up too. Think thats related?

The Gnoll choked on her tea. She coughed, snorted, and shook her head.

I do not know what Pawn is. Buthe is unique. I am just glad for you, Lyonette. When you reach Level 20, we must hold a celebration, yes? Gnolls and the inn. A party worthy of it!

She patted Lyonettes knee. The [Princess] smiled. Krshia knew about Pawns class. Just like she knew about Lyonette being a [Princess]. The young woman had told her secrets. And in turnKrshia had told her little tribe-sister some of her secrets.

I know the Meeting of Tribes is coming, Krshia. IIll miss you.

Krshias eyes softened. She flicked her paw.

Ah, well, it wont be long. Wed have set out earlier, but Erins door will save us so much time. Four hundred miles of it, and skirting the Bloodfields is the biggest boon of all. There is so much land between Liscor and Pallass. It still boggles my mind. You know, there are cities, Drake ones that are closer to Liscor. I wonder, when the road is done, if we might trade with them as well as Pallass.

Lyonette nodded. She inhaled slowly.

Krshiaabout your gift to the other tribes. Wellmy Skill from this morning is [Magnified Training]. Which does what you think. Its a Skill for [Soldiers], [Students], you know? I was wonderingcould I try using the spellbook?

Across from her, Krshia Silverfangs eyes widened. Her brown eyes fixed on Lyonette. And the [Princess] saw the Gnolls fur stand up slightly.

You? Lyonette Marquin? But you are no [Mage].

No. But I know you have Mrsha learning from it now and then

Krshia had asked permission after the fact. She said it was only now and then, and Lyonette hoped that was true. The [Princess] hesitated.

I can cast [Light] and a few minor spells. But I was taught in magical theory. Most royals are. So I was thinkingI could try learning spells. I told you, Mrshas too young to memorize full spells. But I can cast magic. So, if youre willing

She waited. Even knowing about Ryokas gift was a sign of trust that had made them this close. Krshia drummed her paws on the armrest of the couch. And then she slowly nodded.

For you, Lyonette? Of course. I did not say we were tribe-sisters casually. Come.

She stood. Lyonette followed her into the room. The Gnoll cautioned her to stay back while she undid the traps and locks. And thenshe brought out the tome.

The young woman gasped. She had never seen the book in actuality, just known it was there. But this?

Calanfer would trade hundreds of thousands of gold pieces worth for this, Krshia. Even if its only spells from Tier 0 to Tierwhat, Tier 4?

Tier 3 or Tier 4. I forget myself. I cannot read it. Can you?

Krshia let Lyonette read it on her bed. The [Princess] squinted at the magical writing.

Vaguely. Most [Mages] learn Skills to help them. And to memorize spells. Someone who can cast magic without help, or something that enhances their natural magic is rare.

You can do it.

The Gnoll woman looked at Lyonette. The [Princess] smiled, a bit sadly.

Superior breeding, my parents would say. Marquin children have natural mana pools that are larger than most people. Let me see this book, though

She flipped through the pages. Indeed, Lyonette saw at a glance why Mrsha wouldnt be learning new spells. This was complex. But at the same timethere was a flow to the instruction that made it seem simpler than most spellbooks. As if, indeed, this book was teaching the spell rather than just listing it without instruction.

Forget Calanfer. You could sell this to Wistram for one of their Archmages. What are the bookmarks for?

Ahspells Mrsha wanted to try to learn. You see?

They looklike nature spells. Hold on, Im pretty sure that ones [Stone Armor]. See? Theres an illustration.

Krshia nodded.

What do you think?

I thinkthis spellbook is organized by elements. Nowaitspell schools. And that would mean these are Tier 4or Tier 3attack spells. And these areillusions

Lyonette was going through the book. Krshia made a quick note.

And this section?

Enchantments.

Lyonette stared at a page, which was both illustration and word. Magical writing. She paused.

Krshiacan you let me try to learn this spell? It might beit looks like its a spell I know from home.

Which one?

Here. If it isits [Silverglow Enchantment]; it makes a sword capable of cutting spirits.

Really? That is useful. Against undead, yes?

I hear its good against Djinn as well. And non-corporeal foes. Or maybethis one?

Lyonette wavered. Shed spotted another spell as she went to attack spells.

[Lightning Bolt]. Thats definitely it.

Another good spell. Do you think you can learn it?

I dont know.

If she couldand if she could, really, which was the best spell to try for? Lyonette stared at the spells again. And she began to get worried. Which one? Which

Another spell caught her eye. Lyonette paused.

How about this one? Ive heard of [Mages] using it. And it has a number of uses.

Hrm? Which one.

This. Right here. Its wind-magic. [Razorwind].

Seems much like [Lightning Bolt]. Except less useful, yes?

No, no. Its Tier 3. But its not just sharp wind. Its got utility. Let me trylearning it. You can compress the wind, use it as a shield. I can always try the other enchantments later.

Very well. If you can learn, it has some use here. Go ahead. Hrm. Perhaps a table? Mrsha takes a long time learning.

Okay. Here I go.

Lyonette put the book on the table. She stared at the magical spell. Instantlyher head began to hurt. The magic was trying to embed itself in her head. And her mind was ill-prepared to accept it.

Even soLyonette realized the words made a lot more sense than even the Tier 1 and Tier 0 spells her [Tutors] had tried to teach her. Her Skill was working.

It was just that this was Tier 3. The [Princess] felt a trickle from her nose as she tried to memorize.

Nosebleed. Here. Perhaps you should rest, Lyonette? It has been forty minutes.

Krshia offered Lyonette a tissue. The [Princess] looked up.

Forty? It feelsno. No, I think I can do this. Im going to try something else. Give another try?

The Gnoll nodded. And so the [Princess] took a breath. She looked down and whispered.

[Flawless Attempt].

And her mindfocused. Krshia Silverfang saw the young womans pupils widen. And she felt something in the air. She looked at Lyonette. And in the closed room, the air began to move. The Gnoll stared at Lyonette. Time ran past the young woman as she read.

Her mind felt focused, as if shed taken some kind of potion to enhance her concentration. And the magic was revealing itself to her. Imprinting itself in her brain. She raised her hand.

Yes. The wind can be as sharp as a razor. As mutable as thought. More than water. But it changes. Look. You can compress it; turn it into a shield, a weapon. But only for a breath. Concentrate. To know how to make a blade with air, you have to know what it is to cut

I need to cut myself. Wheres my sword?

Lyonette found herself muttering. She felt someone shaking her. And she came to herself with Krshias knife in one hand. The Gnoll was holding her arm.

No. Lyonette?

She peered worriedly at Lyonette. The [Princess] blinked at herand she came back into the world.

Two hours had passed. Lyonette let go of the knife, sheepishly.

Ididnt mean cut my throat. I just need to know how sharp a blade is. Ill only be able to create a blade as sharp as something I understand. So the easiest way is to cut yourself. Lightly. Ill heal it with a potion.

Krshia stared at Lyonette. The Gnoll looked at the young woman, unnerved. And Lyonette wondered what shed seen.

Thenyou learned the spell? Just so? Just like that?

The young woman started.

What? No. Of course not. Im not even a tenth of the way there.

But thenyou are partly there?

For answer, Lyonette raised her hand. And the air in Krshias apartment moved. A gentle breeze touched the two for a moment. Krshias eyes went round. Lyonette smiled weakly.

Told you. Its utility. I understand how to move the wind weakly. But Id need to study that at least a dozen more times. And

She realized there was something on her nose. She brushed at a tissue gently stuck there. Krshia pointed at it.

Ah, you had a nosebleed. Just a small one.

The [Princess] realized her head was aching. She suddenly felt stupid. She had to sit down for a bit.

Wow. Im exhausted. I can barely think

But you remember the spell?

Krshia had more tea and some stamina potion in Lyonettes cup. The [Princess] nodded.

I do. I do.

Your Skill. It is unfair. Give it to me.

The Gnoll woman held a paw out. Lyonette laughed.

Its a [Princess] Skill. ButKrshia, that book is incredible. You shouldnt be able to learn a Tier 3 spell like that, even with my Skills.

She looked wide-eyed at Krshia. The Gnoll smiled.

A gift unmatched. One wondersbut that is Ryoka Griffins secret. And we shall thank the one called Teriarch. Even if no Archmage in living memory has that name.

The name sounded vaguely familiar to Lyonette. She frowned.

Could Itry to learn that spell again?

Lyonette du Marquin. What kind of fool would I be if I did not allow it?

Krshia gave Lyonette a look over her cup, and snorted softly.

What madness is this? All these young people, growing like grass about me. By all means, come back and learn.

Thank you. But youre not exactly leveling up slowly yourself?

The [Royal Shopkeeper] and [Councilwoman] stroked the fur around her chin, and chuckled.

I suppose not. But stillI cannot help but be envious. I only wish that Mrsha could learn. But she must be the most low-level of [Mages]. As children are. A pity. Even so.

Lyonette bit her lip, covering it with a sip of tea. The one secret she had was that Mrsha was a [Druid]. Krshia was her sister, but some things you didnt tell even sisters. Like Erins exact level.

Tribe-sisters and Lyonettes family. Well, they were so close. But the young woman wanted to keep a few of those secrets. Like Erins specific tales from her world.

Enough. Too much for one day! Let us just celebrate. Both this new knowledge, your level, and Pawn. And do tell mewhich one of my selection did you use?

Lyonette laughed as Krshia steered the conversation back. She refused to answer, and after another fifteen minutes, she excused herself. She and Krshia had taken a long time with the studying.

-

Thank you for everything. And yesdefinitely. I can take more time off, maybe meet in two days? Tomorrow? Come to the inn and well discuss itErin misses you!

Lyonette said goodbye to Krshia. The Gnoll woman wasnt going back to her stall, but she had a discussion with some of her people before the Council meeting. And while she did that, Lyonette went to visit her second friend.

Not to talk about sex. Shed get kicked out in a second if she tried that. Watch Captain Zevara probably wasnt as uptight about sex as Erin. But she could certainly use someone in her life. Sometimes, Lyonette thought that was why she was so grumpy. Andbecause she had to deal with Erin. And Relc. That couldnt help.

Hi, Ishkr. Hows the inn?

Fine. Weve got some [Farmers] from around Celum.

The Gnoll nodded to a group of people who included the two teens shed met this morning. They were staring wide-eyed at the Players of Celum. She smiled.

Any trouble?

Nope.

Thank the throne for people like Ishkr. Lyonette collected some pre-prepared objects from the kitchen and headed out again.

Excuse me, is the Watch Captain here? Id like a meeting.

The Desk Sergeant was a Drake. He eyed Lyonette, but he knew the score. He waved Lyonette up. She slipped him a tart.

Erin was good at sugary foods. Ironically, she wasnt a huge fan of eating the stuff she made, but she knew her audience. The peach tarts were a bit priceymainly because of the peaches. But Pallass imported food from Oteslia, so it wasnt as expensive as getting it anywhere else. And these ones were

Bribes again, Miss Marquin?

Watch Captain Zevara stared at the little tarts on her desk. Lyonette had put them in a little wooden box; they couldnt exactly be bagged.

Im just giving some food to a friend. And testing them out before we sell them. What do you think? See the box. Im thinking about paying to have some made. Just a [Carpenter] engraving a bit onto it.

Hm. Well, I suppose you could sell them. Who did this one?

A[Carpenter]. Pawn. Hes a friend.

Zevara eyed Lyonette.

Oh, the Antinium. I forget. Sayhows it going with the Antinium at the inn? I only ask because Klbkch has been a bit off lately.

Lyonette coughed on her tart. The Watch Captain paused in reaching for one and eyed her.

Zevara was, as always, writing at her desk. She spent a lot of time making reports; Lyonette gathered it was a Drake thing. They liked their paperwork.

What? Pawn? Hes fine. UmKlbkch isnt doing well?

No. There was that idiocy Relc cooked up. Well, it was fairly good for morale and apparently Klbkch doesnt havewhy am I talking to you about this?

Because you cant talk to anyone else? Have a tart. I have more things to eat if youd like some. Have you had lunch?

The Drake [Watch Captain] looked resigned as Lyonette offered her a little shepherds pie. Lyonette smiled proudly.

I made it myself. Without [Flawless Attempt], but I think it went decently.

You keep doing this, Miss Lyonette.

Well, I have to pay off my debt to the city to get my things back. Andwe are friends, right?

A [Charming Smile]. The Watch Captain eyed Lyonette as it bounced off her and sighed. But she did inspect the pie.

I had lunch in the prisalready. You know, I disapprove of this. And if it comes to it, Ill weigh my bias against any decision or relegate it to someone impartial. Either way, it wont help you.

Lyonette sighed. Straight-laced as usual. But she nodded at Zevara.

Of course. This is just food. You know Ill give it to Relc if you dont take it.

Well, I suppose I could use it for dinner. I dont get time to cook muchthank you.

The Drake coughed, embarrassed. The two sat together, and eventually, Zevara relaxed a bit. It always took a little bit.

But here was Lyonettes second friend in Liscor. She had two, by the way. Which was good. And Zevara was a contrast to Krshia. She was almost always at work. And she was strict, always assessing herself. Also

Hows your breathing these days?

Hm? Fine. That tonic that the Centaur, Palt, gave me, works well. I had to force the payment on him. Damn [Mages]. As bad as Terandrians with bribes. Stop pushing the plate towards me. Ill have a tart if I want one.

She didnt do small-talk well. But that was refreshing too. If Lyonette longed for someone she could look up to, respect, she also liked straight-talkers. She mentally reset herself.

Right, sorry. Soanything new at work?

Zevara stopped. And she abruptly put down the report she was looking over. And her face was grave. Serious.

Yes. Bearclaw. I told you about the rumors about her last week?

Lyonettes smile wavered.

Yes. What happened?

Watch Captain Zevara paused. She looked at Lyonette, then cursed.

Ancestors damn it. Whats in those tarts?

Peaches. Sugar. Why?

The Watch Captain grabbed the plate. Then she reached back, and came out with a bottle. And two shot glasses. She poured the Firebreath Whiskey into both.

Here. Its all Ive got.

She shoved a glass towards Lyonette. The [Princess] stared. This was unusual.

Zevara?

The Drake glared.

If youre tempting me, Ill have some. And Im also having a drink.

Isnt that, umdiscouraged on duty, Watch Captain?

Lyonette had been teasing Zevara, but that was an unspoken game they played. The Watch Captain had never taken the bait like this before. But Zevara just grunted as she lifted the glass to her lips.

Its that or ordering the entire Watch to get out there, arrest Bearclaw, Mister Soot, and every gang member in the city and toss them into the dungeon. Or just find a long enough length of rope.

What happened?

Two Senior Guards are dead. Their bodies were found two days ago. I havent told anyone, but word is spreading. We knew they were missing for a week. But we only found theirremains now. 4^th Company was clearing out a Shield Spider nest. They found the badges.

The glass paused at Lyonettes lips. The [Princess] felt cold.

Bearclaw?

Yes. I know its her. Butwe hauled her in for questioning again. That Ancestors-damnedthat slipperyshe was smoking a cigar the entire time. And she lied. To our faces.

Zevara slammed down a drink, filled her glass, and took another shot. Lyonette looked at her.

How? I thought you told me Klbkch and Relc were investigating her

They were. But remember the time when I had to put Relc in the inn?

No

Yes. We put a second pair on her. They vanished within their two hour reconnaissance period.

But how? Did she?

I. Dont. Know. Best guess is that she ambushed them. They were new Senior Guards. But they were good. JustSheikhe and Laven. I notified their families yesterday. But we couldnt get Bearclaw.

Why? You used truth spells

Zevara caught herself in filling the glass a fourth time. She grabbed a tart and ate furiously.

Of course! But she evaded the spells. Told us to our faces shed never even seen them. And she didnt know where they died. If I could, Id throw her in jail until she rots. But the law says I can do nothing but investigate. And I know she did it. Somehow, she lied. Twice now, thats happened with our truth stones. This is good.

Thanks.

Zevara didnt make Lyonette feel as good about the world as Krshia. The Watch Captain went on.

Serious criminals. First Regrika Blackpaw, nowit doesnt help theyre Gnolls.

How so?

Zevara shrugged self-consciously.

Just me thinking on it. Feels like its confirmingin other cities Gnolls get hauled in more often. Ive heard other Watch Captains say Gnolls turn more to crime than Drakes. I didnt believe it; Liscors big names are all Drake, but these two outsiders? No

She sighed, rubbing at her brows.

Ive kept Liscor fair, which is why the Gnoll population is what it is and the Watch is trusted.

Cant you ask anyone else ifsorry, I know Im not helping.

The Drake shook her head, but not in denial.

We tried that. Of course, we did. Mister Soot was pinned at the same point as Bearclaw around the time she was unobserved. So we tried to grab him to ask what happened. But

Hes dead?

The Watch Captain blinked.

If that happened, Liscors criminals would be in uproar. No. Mister Soothas gone missing. He doesnt want to be brought in. And that tells me everything I need to know.

So? What can you do? If you know she did it

Zevara clenched one fist.

The law is the law. Im doing everything I can, Lyonette. Between you and meI know its her. But shes protected. I go after her and break any law, and Ill hear it. Just this morning, someone was complaining that Bearclaw was questioned twice. Already, theyre spinning the Gnoll angle. Bastard. Its Soot, or someone else. Theyre good at shouting loud. At least I have the Council on my side.

Lyonette was nodding, her mind racing ahead of the conversation. They were both working at their jobs, and Lyonette sometimes talked to Zevara about this. She wondered if Krshia knew about Bearclaw. Surely so. What did the Gnolls think? Zevara went on.

I have my best people watching her every step. Unfortunately, we cant follow her into buildings. And there are rat warrens in the city, even if we try to get rid of them. I dont know what she wants or when shell move. And when she doesif Im too late, someone dies.

She sighed. And looked tired. The [Princess] stared at Zevara.

Im sorry about the two Senior Guards.

Thank you. Im sorry to burden you with this. Keep it quiet, obviously. The official word is the Senior Guards ran into a Hollowstone Deceiver. Three of them, so they couldnt run. Freak accident. I had to tell their families that. And Bearclaw was offering condolences.

Zevaras eyes blazed. She was also smoking. Lyonette coughed and Zevara looked up. She stopped.

Enough. Ill drink enough that my breath turns into flames if I dont take my mind off it. Youwhats happened?

She eyed Lyonette. And suddenly the [Princess] was in the hot seat. Zevara had been a [Guardswoman] and then a Senior Guardswoman before becoming Watch Captain. One of Liscors best. She had put away the Drake gang leader before Mister Sootor rather, got him exiled.

She had a history. And she was sharper than Lyonette liked, especially about Lyonettes past. She knew more than she had ever discussed with Lyonette. Shed had Lyonettes artifacts appraised by Montressa.

WellI leveled up. And gained a new Skill.

Really? Which one?

[Magnified Training].

Zevaras brows bounced up.

Really? Thats useful. I wish I could slap that on most of my [Guards]. You still training with the sword?

Thats right.

Hm. Good. Anything precipitate the level up? I remember you saying how hard it was to level in your[Barmaid] class. Which, obviously, has that Skill.

The [Princess] winced. But only internally. She schooled her face into a polite, rueful smile and shrugged delicately.

Well, Im an [Inn Manager] these days. Didnt I tell you?

The female Drakes face never moved.

Ah, of course. You didnt say. We should have celebrated. Which is why I heard about the celebration in the inn. Congratulations.

It was right after the Creler attack. Not a time to celebrate. But thank you.

Both women looked at each other, Lyonette with her faint smileZevara not even going to false pretenses. It was a game both enjoyed. The Drakes lips twitched a bit.

Fine. But what precipitated you reaching

Level 18.

Huh. Id imagine thats good for a [Baroness], right?

This time Lyonette was ready. She didnt move.

Hm?

Nothing. So? The precipitating factor?

Oh. Umnothing much.

Lyonettes hesitation made Zevara look up sharply. She narrowed her eyes.

Really. Nothing?

Do you want to know?

The Drakes eyelids flickered. She wasnt an idiot. She opened and closed her mouth.

Hm. That would implyno. Wait. But

Lyonette found herself turning red as Zevara looked her up and down. The Drake was a bit drunk, but she had constitution Skills. She bit into a tart as she thought.

That impliesbut who are you seeing? It wouldnt bewaitdidnt you once hint that

Zevara, its really

The Drakes eyes widened. She choked on her tart.

The AntinPawn?

She looked at Lyonette. Zevara exhaled a bit of fire, cooking the tart. She coughed as Lyonette spoke.

Look, what happened was

Stop. I dont want to know. Stop. Right there. Dont tell me. Dont make excuses. I dont want towait. I thought

Actually

Zevara looked at Lyonette. She wavered between curiosity and

No. Dont tell me. Ancestors.

Her reaction made Lyonette a bit angry. The [Princess] cleared her throat, suppressing her blush.

You know, its not something Im ashamed of.

Of course not. How did Miss Solstice take it?

Er

Mhm. Dont tell me she

No. Shes actually against it in general. Sex, that is.

Zevara actually laughed as she went to fill up her cup. She was doing it drip by drip, seeming to be trying to avoid from filling it up that high.

Now thats funny! For someone as open-minded as her, wellgood for you. I suppose its not that odd. Klbkch has been propositioned more than once, you know.

Really?

Yup. Well, not recently. But hes been here a decade and people still remember him fighting off the Necromancer. Hes intelligent, wealthy, a Senior Guardsmanand, well, the insect thing didnt put off some Drakes and Gnolls. But still. He doesnt havedont tell me hes an exception? Why are you making me ask this?

Actually, you can solve that with some of Krshias, uh, special goods. Do you know about? Zevara?

The Firebreath Whiskey was overflowing onto the table. The Drake stared at Lyonette. Then she put the bottle back up, stared at the bottle. She shoved herself back from the desk.

Im leaving.

Zevara!

The Drake wasnt kidding. She walked out of her office, shaking her head. She headed down the stairs and Lyonette chased after her.

It wasnt just theatrics. Zevara strode past the desk and into the Watchs training yard. Lyonette, following, saw the Drake stalking past groups of training Watch recruits. Mostly Drakes and Gnolls, but some Humans were noticeably among the ranks of the rookies.

Watch Captain present! Salute!

The Drake on duty was Jeiss. The Councilman was also a Senior Guardsman and even if he had his other job interfering with his patrols, he could certainly teach. He was considered the best bladesman in the Watchaside from maybe Klbkch and Zevara herself. Zevara waved a claw.

At ease. Im just here to train. Howre the recruits?

Lyonette saw the Junior Guards were being drilled in basic combat. Those with combat classes were being taught the law or led on patrols, but Liscors Watch demanded a level of proficiency from most Guards in a fight.

Not necessarily too much; most Guards just had to hold their own in a fight. Subduing monsters and high-level nuisances were jobs for Senior Guards, who were specialists. The average competence of a [Guard] was dependent on the citys standards.

And by the looks of it, Zevara had raised the bar. The Drake had a training sword and she was demonstrating a fight with Jeiss as Lyonette walked around the watching trainees and regular [Guards]. She didnt recognize anyone but Jeiss and Beilmark; she didnt actually know that many [Guards].

That was almost a failing, because the Watch numbered in the thousands. And many were watching as Zevara and Jeiss squared off.

You look a bit off, Watch Captain.

Jeiss had a glint in his eye. He looked angryso did many of the [Guards]. Not at Zevara. The entire Watch had to know what had happened.

Never mind me, Jeiss. I hear we have weights from Magus Grimalkin. Do you have the recruits on them?

Zevara lanced out with her sword. Jeiss parried and slashed; she was already stepping back.

Not yet, Captain. Id prefer them knowing how to fight. By the way

He stepped in. Lyonette saw his blade flicker.

[Double Cut]! But Zevara actually blocked both cuts! One high, one low, simultaneously. She still fell back, shaking out her claw. The watchers murmured. Both Drakes were good!

Point. Take notes, guards! Its not all fancy fighting like Jeiss dishes out. Sometimes youre fighting with less than a foot of space between you and someone else, behind a bar. And sometimes

She blew smoke straight at Jeiss. He coughed, swearing, backing up and slashing with the wooden sword. When his vision cleared, he leapt back, looking for Zevara.

She wasnt advancing on him. Instead, the Drake had bent. She had a bit of the training yards grit in one claw. She threw it in his eyes.

Ancestors damn it

Zevara poked Jeiss in the chest as he swore with the tip of her sword. She turned to the audience who was laughing at the sight. The Drakes glower shut them up.

That would be the end of Senior Guardsman Jeiss if Id had a real blade. And yes, he was going easy on me, but be careful. Your enemies dont fight fair. The fairest fight youll get is a monster. And even then, there are the Raskghar.

The Watch sobered. Zevara turned.

Sorry, Jeiss.

No, its a good demonstration. I have to watch my eyes around you, Watch Captain. Ancestors. Beilmark, pass me some water? The rest of youwere going to practice not getting blinded like I was!

Lyonette heard groans from his trainees. Zevara for her part leaned on her blade. She was rapidly sobering, or she had a liver like a [Drunkard]s. She looked up as Lyonette approached.

Are you still practicing? Mind teaching me something?

Zevara glanced at the practice sword the [Princess] was carrying.

I never actually asked how good you were.

I learned from a good fighter. But its mostly practice. Yvlon taught me some tricks. But I could practice.

Then show me.

The Drake leaned on her sword, not even bothering to move. Lyonette raised her brows. She lifted her sword, paused. She didnt have [Flawless Attempt]. But Zevara was underestimating

-

Ow.

Thirty minutes later, Lyonette picked up her sword again. Her wrist ached from where Zevara had slapped it with her sword. It wasnt the only ache; Lyonette had bruises.

Zevara had none. She leaned on her sword.

Not bad. But dont try that in a fight.

Can you at least lie for me?

Hm. Youre pretty good with a sword. Hows that?

The [Princess] scowled. But she had to admitZevara had trounced her hard. She hadnt even used a Skill.

I thought I could at least make you use one Skill. And youre a [Warrior] class. Is there really that much of a gap between [Warriors] and non-[Warriors]?

I did use a Skill. Just one. The only one I need for most fights against civilians or criminals.

Really? But I didnt see

The Drake snorted. The Watch was sparring or trainingand some were indeed using the weights that Grimalkin had given the Watch. The Watch Captain nodded at Lyonette.

[Lawbreakers Enemy]. It gives me an advantage in all ways against criminals.

But Im notoh.

Lyonette blushed. Zevara looked at her.

It doesnt take into account your status, justwhether you break laws. It would be even stronger on someone else, but Im faster and stronger. Against you. It works poorly on Jeiss. But he did break a few rules.

Thanks, Watch Captain. But Miss Lyonette isnt that bad. She could be a [Guardswoman] with only a month or twos hard work.

The Drake grunted at Zevara. Hed been watching the exchange. The Watch Captain nodded.

She might make the cut, Jeiss. Shes got [Magnified Training].

What a waste on her.

Thank you, Guardsman Jeiss.

The Drake blushed slightly.

Apologies, but its such a useful Skill. It enhances your training. You could probably try to learn a Skill with it.

Lyonette paused in drinking from some water.

Learn a Skill?

Shed heard about that. Jeiss nodded and explained as Zevara took a draft of water.

[Warriors] can learn a Skill. Like, say, [Power Strike]. Or a sword art, and so on. It doesnt always manifest that way. But if you practice certain moves, it can happen.

Really? Then why doesnt everyone?

The Drake laughed.

Leveling is faster. Its more like aperk for hard work. You could expect to learn a skill from years of hard work! I suppose you couldupgrade certain Skills from practice. Thats how my [Speed Slash] turned into [Double Cut]. But you could aim for a new Skill in a year.

True. Keep practicing, Lyonette. Come here and Ill hit you with a sword. That cheers me up. Relcs too slippery.

Zevara nodded at Lyonette. The [Princess] bit her lip on the fact that Erin had learned her Skill in a day. But that was Erin. Normal rules were like butter to Erin. You could take it or leave it or put it on toast, but it wasnt an impediment to her.

Maybe Ill use [Flawless Attempt] to practice. In between learning magic.

Magic is also good. We could use more [Mages], Watch Captain.

Im working on it, Jeiss. We dont exactly have great teachers and the average recruit doesnt have magical abilities or the time to learn. Ive got options. Give me time.

Zevara sighed. Jeiss nodded.

Too bad we dont have combination Skills either. That would be useful against a monster.

Oh. Combination Skills?

Lyonette paused. Zevara looked over.

Its not something you learn. Its more likean accident. If four [Warriors] use [Speed Slash] in combat, for instance. They can trigger it. Like combination spells. Did you see those damn [Mages] during the battle with Belchans army, Jeiss?

Sure did, Watch Captain. That was a rainbow combination spells of some kind. Damn, but Id hate to fight them. Let alone any of the King of Destructions monsters.

We did fight one, remember? Waityou werent there.

Gazi the Omniscient.

The people around Zevara and Jeiss stopped. The Watch Captain nodded.

And she took us apart, and the Gnolls. Even Relc. Wellthats an outside threat.

Not the only one. High-level bastards keep coming.

The Senior Guardsmans tone was dark. Zevara looked at him. And around at the other [Guards]. They went back to work, but theyd been listening. So, the Watch Captain raised her voice as Lyonette applied a bit of healing potion to her bruises. Otherwise Pawn would just worry and heal her.

Gather around, everyone!

The people in the training grounds looked up. They filed over, Gnolls, Drakes, and Humans, standing in their little knot. Amusingly, around Lyonette; they seemed to think she was one of them. The [Princess] listened as Zevara raised her voice.

Listen up. I want to tell you all something. Everyone here. The Watch is growing. Were getting new people in. Humans. Maybe even Garuda or Dullahans. Dead gods, Id take a Centaur if he offered, even with all those damn puffers.

What about a Minotaur, Watch Captain?

There was a laugh, a bit nervous. Zevara turned her head.

Anyone, Guardsman Jeiss. Anyone. Because Liscor is growing. You all heard the [Architect] is on the way?

There were nods. Zevara gestured towards the distant walls.

Well, thats just the start. Were going to be a bigger city. Which means money, more peoplehopefully something to say we built, with the Antinium, but because we were here. Together. But with that comes more people. More monsters. More crime. Some of its already come this way.

Bearclaw. No one said it out loud. Zevara paused.

Were going to train harder. New recruits, Senior Guardsand everyone in between. No one dies on my Watch. Got it?

There was a murmur.

Yes, Watch Captain!

Jeiss saluted. And Lyonette saw Zevara nodding to the other [Guards]. The [Princess] saw the Watch Captain speaking to new recruits. Stiffly, but

There was leadership. Morale, of her own kind. Lyonette slipped away as Zevara got back to work. Butshe looked at the Watch. And she saw it there.

Anger. Their city had been invaded. This wouldnt stand. And she worried. And she should have been worrying.

Because today was the day Klbkch visited The Wandering Inn.

-

The Watch knew. And their anger kept the streets quiet of crime. Casual [Thieves] lay low. [Thugs] hid from the storm.

But among the kind of people close to Bearclaw, there was no cessation. They had heard. Senior Guardsman died. And they laughed, and beheld the cracks in the system. The city.

And what slithered among the cracks, widening them? Bearclaw. She was being watched. Three Senior Guard pairings were keeping her under watch at all times.

Not this one. They walked down the streets on regular patrol. One was angry. The other?

Far beyond that. Klbkchs body was still surprising to many who saw it. A slim Antinium, taller than all but a Soldier, and with two arms, a leaner body and compact frame compared to regular Antinium had replaced the affable Worker form.

Senior Guardsman Klbkch lookedbetter. More humanoid. And he was faster. Stronger. Not that many had seen him fight. Ever since his death, Klbkch had never been wounded. Not in any struggle. He had been Guardsman Klbkch.

And then, Revalantor Klbkch. Revalantor. One who had found the purpose of his Hive. Who ushered that purpose forwards. And he had found it in the Individual Workers. And thenthe Painted Antinium.

It seemed that Klbkchs star had only risen from the day he had died. Butthen why did he stride down the streets, hunched, tense? Why did even seasoned criminals flinch away as they walked through the shadowed streets?

Perhaps because their [Dangersense] screamed at them. If they crossed him today, they died. The Antinium, usually the calm, controlled half of the duo, walked as if he wanted a fight.

And you had to remember. Always remember what Manus remembered. What Zel Shivertail had known. It was easier, these days, to look at Klbkchs taller silhouette, the way his gaze moved, impassive, staring.

He was more than just Senior Guardsman Klbkch. More than Revalantor Klbkch. He was Klbkchhezeim of the Free Antinium. He had many names. And one was Klbkch the Slayer.

And angry? Who could remember seeing Klbkch in a fury? Few. That was why he had been partnered with the Drake who strode next to him. But they forgot, again. The other reason in those first days had been that Relc was the only one who could have stopped him.

I just dont get it. I wonderwhy we werent put on watching Bearclaw? I asked Captain Z.

The voice that echoed down the street was cheerful. Cheerful, deepcasualbut even Relc had an edge in his voice. He was angry. Klbkch turned his head. And his voice was flat.

Because you would not have waited. You would engage Bearclaw without evidence.

Yeah. And?

And I would let you.

Relc paused. He looked at his longtime partner, Klbkch. And he paused as the two turned a corner. There was no need for either to particularly keep a lookout. Any criminality was making tracks away from them. And [Pickpockets] five streets away were hearing of the two on patrol and deciding to replace the coin pouches. On a day like today, anyone caught would be losing teeth.

Im sensing a bit of tension, Klbkch. You mad about Bearclaw too? Or is this the sorry-you-dont-have-a-thing-party? I said I stand by it.

No. You are a fool, Relc. This isnt about Bearclaw. This is a matter which concerns my Hive.

Oh. Right. The other Antinium. You said. I still dont get the problem. Theyre fine, arent they?

Klbkch looked at Relc. He shifted his grip on his sword.

They are disobeying my orders. They are leaving the Hive. Not just one. First the inn

That was hilarious. I told you, Klb, buddy, it was just

The burly Drake paused. One of the Antiniums swords had moved ever-so-slightly in its sheathes. And Relc felt a slight bell ringing in his head.

[Dangersense]. The Drake hesitated. Something was off. Klbkch didnt act like this. Relc hadnt brought up the issue before. But it occurred to him it might be important. Someone could get cut, and he was pretty sure he didnt want it to be him.

Klb, talk to me. Were partners. Whats the problem? Insubordination. You know that happens. Like, what if we were in the army? You know [Soldiers] break the rules. Sometimes some of them get drunk. Liscors army, hah, well, we have a lot of hard-tails, but it happens. And you discipline themhardbut it happens. Whats the issue?

Klbkch stopped in the street. He turned to Relc, and his mandibles opened.

The issue is that Antinium do not break rules! We are not Drakes or Gnolls. They are disobeying my orders. They needdiscipline. And I do not know how to manage them. Teach them. All of them have flaws. Belgrade, Anand, Yellow SplattersPawn. I do not want to manage them.

He slammed the blades further into their sheathes. Relc paused. Klbkch was angry. This called for a pep talk. Normally he got talks. But he had to do right by Klbkch. So, think. What would Klbkch say toKlbkch?

Look, maybe this is a new problem. But those Ant-guys, theyre new too, right? So they need a bit of teaching. You can do it. I believe in you.

The Drake held up a thumb-claw and grinned. Klbkch stared at Relc. He went back to walking down the street. Relc strode to catch up.

I am not theirinstructor.

Youre a good leader, Klb. Whatre you talking about? Zevaras given you more commendations than anyone else. Guards love you. Youre better at this guarding thing than me.

The Antinium shook his head. Not denying the truth. That was objectively true.

That is different. They are not Antinium. The Antinium do not need training. They should not. But these are not True Antinium. They arewrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

The muttering bothered Relc. So too did discussing the Antinium. It was one of those things they had never brought up. What happened if a Third Antinium War began. The Drake hesitated. Think, think

Whats wrong, Klbkch? The Antinium look pretty good to me. I saw them taking back Liscor during Skinner and during the Goblin Lord. Heck, Face-Eater moths too. The Black Tide! Go! Whoo!

Some of the people were giving them very odd looks. Relc shifted, awkwardly. Klbkch looked at him.

They are not True Antinium. Just copies.

Riiiight. Because theyreworse?

Relc felt in his belt pouch for something to write on. What had Captain Z told him? If Klbkch ever talked about his Hive, write it down. Not that he had in a decade. This was the first time. But Klbkch was definitely off. The Antinium paused, and muttered.

Theyre all defective. But they were supposed to be restored. Reconnected. But they just broke differently. Even the ones you think of as Antinium are wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong

That was five wrongs. Might be a problem here. Relc cleared his throat.

Um. How? Soldiers look good. Nightmares on the battlefield, right? I fought some, well, you know how it is. No hard feelings, right?

He debated another thumbs-up and decided not to. Klbkch looked at him.

No. They are inferior to True Antinium. Even Soldiers. Soldiers canbreak. Flee a battle or lose cohesion. Due to fear.

Relc paused.

Yeah. Imagine that. [Soldiers] running away because they dont want to die? Whats the world coming to?

They would never break if they were True Antinium. They would march into hell a thousand times. They were born of it. As was I. These ones would never have survived the corruption.

A whisper. Relcs scales crawled. Ancestors, that sounded like an army of the King of Destructions best unit, the Dreamers of Reim. He looked at Klbkch.

The Antinium looked like he was breaking. Buthis hands were so steady. He looked at Relc for a second, kept walking. The Drake took a second.

There was something dangerous there. Something close to the look Relc had seen in dying [Soldier]s eyes who wouldnt stop even when you stabbed them through the heart. The kind of monsters he had met on the battlefield. The reason he had quit.

Not breaking, then. Murderous.

Klbkch, maybe we need a drink. Why not? You and I have done it a few times. Lets relax. Take a load off.

I have work. Nowand then a patrol tonight.

Right, double shift. You took over for Sehsi. Weller

Relc was really trying. But what could you say to Klbkch? His Antinium were all wrong. What could Relc say? Tough luck, buddy? Hope they turn out better?

Maybe Klbkch just needed to cool down. Normally, Relc would suggest a drink. Or a visit to a brothel. Neither really was working out so he decided to drop it.

After some thought, Relc decided not to let Klbkch in on the big, amazing thing he was part of. Not that he didnt want to do right by Klbkch. But making a bit of coin on the side didnt seem to be the Antiniums highest priority.

Our break ends in ten minutes. We will return to the barracks now. I am going to visit The Wandering Inn. Erin Solstice has invited me. I will listen to her. Perhaps she can allay myreservations.

That was all Klbkch said. He sounded more stable at that. But he liked Erin. They both did. Relc nodded, relieved.

Hey, Klb, great idea. Im going there myself. Ill see you there, huh?

Perhaps.

Klbkch marched off with Relc towards the barracks. The Drake exhaled. It was coming to evening. Problem solved! Klbkch would get to Erin, cool down, and maybe stop being so tense. Relc was trying, but it was hard being as considerate as he was.

The former [Sergeant] stretched as he signed off work. He didnt have a night patrol. He looked at the [Guardswoman] on duty.

Hey, Beilmark. You wanna hear how to make more coin?

The Gnoll Senior Guardswoman looked up.

Relc. You pitched your stupid thing to me yesterday on patrol. Im not interested. It sounds like too much work.

What? Nah. You get returns! Hey, you were all with me on handing out copies of the Antinium sex story.

Relc kept his voice low. Still, Klbkch twitched as he stowed his gear. Beilmark eyed Klbkch.

That was different. This isnt interesting.

Fine. Ill go find some people before I visit the inn. Erin says there are peach tarts. Mm.

Hm. There are. Miss Lyonette brought some to Watch Captain Zevara. They smelled good.

Really? Damn. Id better hurry up!

Relc hurried out of the Watch House. Normally, hed be already at the inn. Klbkch was certainly striding that way. But todayRelc had another mission. And hed never have partaken of any extra-curricular work, but this was a special case. This was money.

Hey, Kelli. Kelli! Youre off-duty, right? Give me a minuteno, five. Ive gotta show you something.

A Drake [Guardswoman] going off-duty sighed as she turned to face the Drake [Guardsman]. She turned, resigned.

Relc. If this is the Antinium sex thing, I laughed at that once. It gets old. What is it?

Not the sex thing, Kelli. This is actually good. For everyone! How would you like to make some coin?

The [Guardswoman] raised her brows. She looked quickly at Relc. But he wasnt the kind of [Guard] to pursue illegal activities. Not only did Zevara make her Watch swear on truth spell that they werent criminal each month (a tradition among Drake City Watches), Relc justwasnt that kind of Drake. Lazy, rude, thoughtless, but never criminal.

Okay. You have me interested. This had better not be anything stupid, though.

Nothing like that. Im serious, Kelli. Listenthis ishold on. I have a brochure.

Relc dug around in his belt pouch. He came out with a folded, colored bit of paper.

Okay, so the way it works isyou give me money

Hah!

No, wait! You give me money, and I send the money to this organization. Theyre funding high-level adventurers.

Relc waved his claws. Kelli paused.

Wait, what? You dont keep the money?

No. And the best part isyou get the money back.

Youre making no sense.

Darn, I always get this part wrong. Let me explain. Here, read this. It says what Im saying.

Relc scratched at his neck-spines. He handed the colorful brochure to Kelli. She read, intrigued, as he went on.

Its high-investment yieldno, waithigh-yield investment in adventuring teams, [Mage] research, and so on. On other continents, even! You give money to the fund, and whenever theres a breakthroughand there are, trust meyou get money back.

What? A fund foradventurers? Why do they need gold?

The Drake looked blank. Relc grinned.

Its the newest thing. I know you havent heard about it, but its spreading like wildfire. Someone from Pallass set me onto it. This Garuda chick I knew. Not a chick, butanyways.

He coughed, and went on.

Okay, so the way it works is that a lotta high-level people are making amazing stuff. Sages Grass? An [Alchemist] made that. New spells? [Mages]. Adventurers go into dungeons and get loot. But they all need money, right?

Right. Actuallythat makes sense. I never thought about it that way.

Relc was grinning and nodding.

See? Mostly, they have to work to get to that point. But what if they were funded? At least, the good ideas? Thats what someones doing. And it doesnt have to be one rich person! So a bunch of people are pooling their coinjust a bit from each person, and giving it to this big fund. And its being managed. Its calledinvestment.

That word exists, Relc.

I know, but its this concept. Anywaysyou get paid depending on how much you put in. I have contracts hereand its all recorded by [Scribes] and stuff. And you get money for signing other people up. It all adds up to your payoutand its monthly!

Wow. Soit pays?

Relc was grinning, genuinely delighted to be putting people onto it.

You give money, and youll get it back, especially if you help sign up more people. Theres actually an enlistment bonussign up eight people and your moneys back! And you get payouts from what you invested as well! Look! Ive signed up thirty people and look how much I made!

He reached for a money pouch and showed Kelli. Gold. She blinked at three, fat gold coins.

Wait, you made that?

Sure did. Its a gold coin per ten people, and thats on top of the money I made back. And Im getting a monthly payout of fifteen silver. I know, not a lot, but Im going to add to the money I put in and get more back. So? Whaddya say? Sounds great, right?

It sounds amazing? But why isnt everyone on top of it?

Relc glanced around surreptitiously.

To tell you the truthIve only been sharing it with people I like. You know? Getting them a head start. Because the enlistment bonus is real. I mean, that gold? That was put in my claws by the Merchants Guild. Theyre actually offering it. The Guildmaster was all over it.

Really?

The burly Drake nodded. His tail was wagging with excitement.

Believe it. I hear the Merchants Guilds around the world are getting on it, which is why I want to move fast. Get more gold, you know? But its gonna be great. Well, its a new concept. Brilliant stuff, you know? Imagine a Gold-rank team beingcrowdfunded by people to buy the best gear available? Crowd funding, thats what it is.

The Drake woman was nodding with Relc. This was good. Andironically, it was coming from Relc so she believed it. He could be a fool, but he was a Senior Guardsman. And if the Merchants Guilds were on top of it

So one group is doing this? Wait. Is this related to the inn?

That made her nervous. You heard stories. Relc shook his head.

Not exactly. Im gonna get Erin in on this too. But Im telling you, Kelli, its something you want to think about. Sign upor sign up your friends! Say, if you know anyone else whod be willing to contributethe minimum is one gold coin. I know, steep, but

He jangled the three-coin pouch. Kelli grinned at Relc, coming to a quick decision.

Well, if Im getting paid, Ill sign up my friends myself.

Relc sighed.

Aw. Damnit. That happens a lot. But can I get you on this since I told you?

He gave Kelli a pleading look. She nodded, excited.

Let me get my money from my apartment. Actuallycan you come with me?

Sure, Ill write down your details. Address, next of kin, paymentits all very organized. This is great, Kelli. Can I sign half your friends?

Nope. But thanks for telling me, Relc.

No problem. This is great, isnt it? Exciting times, Kelli, my dude. Exciting times.

Im female, Relc.

Its an expression.

The two Drakes headed off to Kellis apartment. Relc was scribbling as he wrote, as neatly as he could. Kelli was reassured by the receipt he handed her, and his assurances that money would be coming as soon as she signed people up. Weekly payments and the monthly one. It only occurred to her afterwards to ask.

I missed the name of the organization. They have one, right?

What? Oh, yeah. Theyre funding all sorts. But the name of the group isThe Golden Triangle. Catchy, right?

Yeah, I like it.

Relc was nodding, pleased. Good deeds, and coin in his pocket. It was too bad Klbkch was in a mood. But he would feel better, right? Relc strolled to the innhe was going to get Erin in on this too. After all, he owed her a lot. Hed already gotten Embria, and some of 4^th Company who was speaking to him

And the Drake was too late. By the time he arrivedKlbkch had left. And Relc saw the frightened Antinium and Erins face. And he realized he should have been there sooner. If he could have stopped it. But all the things were coming together.

-

Fifteen minutes ago.

Evening in The Wandering Inn. It was a beautiful day, with birds singingno, wait, screaming as they fled Birdbut Bird was singing. The flowers were blooming in the Garden of Sanctuary as a bee buzzed around like the largest guard-bee imaginable. On a day like this, good kids were indoors.

Watching a play. Eating peach tarts. Although the Antinium were gluten-intolerant. But the inn was noisy, crowded as it now was oft to be.

Mrsha was having fun, playing with Ekirra and Visma. She still stayed away from the Antinium, though. Or rather, Pawn.

He was sitting in the inn, with Lyonette. Rubbing shoulders. And the Workers and Soldiers were around them.

A regular patrol of Painted Antinium, Workers and Soldiers both, andsurprisinglyAnand and Belgrade. No Yellow Splatters; he was taking over for them. But Chesacre and Thaina too, another couple sitting with the other Antinium, but separate.

Pawn was smiling. The other Antinium were eating special peach tarts Garry had made with Erin, ones they could digest thanks to his Skill. And they were all disobeying orders.

Only Anand was super-worried about it. But Pawn was reassuring him.

It is okay, Anand. Yellow Splatters has someone keeping watch. When Revalantor Klbkch returns to the Hive, we will all hurry back through the special tunnel.

Youre a regular [Scoundrel], Pawn.

Lyonette teased the Worker. He smiled.

I have learned subterfuge, from you, Lyonette. But we will take some food for the other Antinium. Bird has stockpiled some birds and his special squishy birds. I hear they are very good.

The [Princess] paused. She knew what those were.

Dont eat those, Pawn. Im sure the Antinium can digest them. Bird seems to. But not you.

Why not me?

The [Priest] looked puzzled. Lyonette leaned over and whispered to him..

Because, Im not kissing you if you eat maggots.

Oh. Should I stop?

The young woman was opening and shutting her mouth. She felt good, after meeting with her friends, sitting with Pawn. Erin was laughing, saying hi to Belgrade as they played chess.

So Chesacre and Thaina are female? They told you? Thats soweird.

Her brows contorted. Belgrade shrugged.

They say they are.

Yeah, butthats almost likehold on. From my homeum

Erin hesitated. She vaguely knew something about this, but she didnt at the same time. She opened and closed her mouth; she was still sleep-deprived too. Another nights sleep would do her good.

And then the door opened. And Klbkch entered the inn.

On a day like today. Good little kids, good Antinium should not be here. At first, Klbkch didnt even see them. Belgrade squeaked and disappeared, literally shooting out of his chair and into the kitchen. Erin turned to see what was wrong

Erin. I have been delayed. But I have come to speak. I would like to speak to you n

Klbkch was striding towards her. He walked past Pawn, Anand, the other Painted Antinium, who had frozen at their table. Along with Lyonette. For a moment, it was like one of those cartoons where the person kept walking until they realized the obvious and stopped.

Or a horror movie with the same premise. And then Klbkch halted, mid-step. Mid-word. He turned his head.

And he looked straight at Pawn.

You.

None of the Antinium moved. Klbkch was still. He did not move.

He was staring at Pawn.

Anand quivered. He shook, as he stood with the other Antinium. Pawn had gone still. The [Priest] had locked gazes with Klbkch.

Revalantor Klbkch. We wereMiss Solstice invited usit was just for

Anands voice quavered. Erin looked at them. And she realizeda beat behind the others.

The Antinium were not supposed to be here. Klbkchs restriction on travelling outside the Hive was still in place. Erin had heard about it. But she had assumed

They had lied. They were here without Klbkchs awareness. Dissent in the Hive.

Rebellion. Klbkch made no sound. He was just looking. Around the room. He saw Belgrade poking his head out of the kitchen. The Painted Antinium at their tables. Chesacre and Thaina, sitting together.

And he understood. And it was Klbkch. The Senior Guardsman. The one who had saved Erin. The [Innkeeper] looked at him. One of her oldest of friends. Her savior.

The kind Ant. And she couldnt find him. The Slayer looked. The Revalantor saw.

Because it was him, he did not ask questions. He did not need to. He did not posture. He did not pretend. He did not say something silly, funny, like is it war? He did not need to.

He was the oldest of souls. From beneath the hell of Rhir.

True Antinium.

Alone.

The Centenium moved. His right hand lowered.

He drew his sword. The silvery blade turned, and flashed in the light as he held it out, by his side. Klbkch walked forwards.

Klbkch?

Erin saw him walking forwards slowly. And her [Dangersense] was making a sound. It sounded likedeath.

She stood up. The Antinium were frozen. All but for Pawn.

He stood up too. Lyonette looked at the Worker. The [Priest] put out one of his hands. He walked around the table.

Klbkch raised his sword with two hands. Walking past the frozen crowds.

Like a dream. You couldnt believe what you were seeing. One part of you told you what was happening, and the rest wanted to deny.

Pawn.

Erin was moving. But she was moving in slow motion. She saw the world slow. Her [Inns Aura]she tried to grab it. But then she just ran.

Nothing would stop him.

Klbkch was halfway there. Someone stood. Chesacre. She had been sitting next to Thaina. She slowly put one of her three remaining arms out. Blocking Klbkch.

His sword moved. Chesacres arm fell to the ground. The Antinium stared at the green blood, her arm. Erin cried out.

Thaina stood. Chesacre looked at Thaina and at Pawn as Klbkch halted. The Soldier paused for a moment.

And then she walked in front of Klbkch. Nothing more. She did not raise her two remaining arms on her right side. She just waited.

The silver sword swung.

Klbkch.

Pawn spoke. The Revalantor ignored him. He traced an arc through the air. Pawn raised a hand.

Erin kiiiiick!

The [Innkeeper] smashed into Klbkchs side. He moved a tiny bit. She bounced off and fell down. He was like a statue in more ways than one. The Revalantor looked at Erin.

Pawn, get behind me.

Lyonette pushed Pawn back. The [Priest] reached for her. Erin scrambled to her feet,

Get into the Garden! Now!

She pointed at Chesacre. The Soldier stared at her. It was Thaina who grabbed her partner and hurried her to the door.

Inside!

Erin was on her feet. She blocked Klbkch, holding her arms out. The Antinium moved in a rush. Klbkch stared at Erin.

Move.

His voice was so cold. Erin refused. But she was afraid. The Antinium was staring at her. And there was not a hint of familiarity in his eyes. She felt-saw his blade next to her head. If it moved

She felt cut by the gaze as much as the blade. Klbkch walked around her. Erin tried to move with him. He put a hand on her shoulder and shoved her aside.

Pawn.

Lyonette was pushing him towards the door. The Antinium stepped through, the last to go. They were standing just at the barrier to the Garden and inn. Staring at Klbkch.

You.

Klbkch extended his arm. The tip of his blade drifted towards Pawns head. It stoppedin the invisible barrier in the air between inn and garden. Klbkch paused, and pushed.

Erin felt somethingpushing. In her head. She knew it wouldnt go through. But he was putting force behind it. Klbkch looked at Pawn, lowered his sword. Pawn opened his mandibles.

Klbkch. I realize I am disobeying. This was my decision. Butthis is necessary. I have leveled up. I have a new Skill. The value

You disobeyed my orders.

Klbkchs voice was flat. He looked at Pawn. Erin looked down at the blood. Chesacres arm. She looked at Klbkch. No.

Who was that? The Antinium turned his head, looking at the other Antinium. Pawn replied, slowly.

They were the wrong orders, Klbkch.

They were my orders. You. Disobeyed.

Pawn spread his hands. The [Priest] paused, looking around.

I am Individual. I disobeyed orders to become myself. This is what you wanted.

The Antinium looked at him. Slowly, he shook his head.

No. I see now. I was in error. You are not necessary. You are not what the Hive needs. You are Aberration. All of you.

He looked around. The Antinium on the other side of the door shuddered. Pawn stared.

Youcannot call us that.

You are mistakes.

Klbkch looked at Anand. The Worker who wanted to call him father. Anand shook. Pawn reached out, as if to put his hand through the door. He hesitated.

You are wrong, Klbkch. We are that we are. I will not obey wrong orders. I am of the Free Hive. But it is not you alone. The Free Queen disagrees with you.

You will never return to the Hive.

The Antinium with the silver blades looked at Pawn. The Worker stared at him.

I do not fear you, Klbkch. Not anymore. You are not all-knowing. You do not know what we need.

I do not need your fear. I require your obedience. If you do not obey, you are worthless. No levels or classes will change that.

Klbk

Erin tried to intrude. But the two Antinium were speaking for only each other. For the Antinium. Two kinds stood there. And one, the old, spoke.

Do not return to the Hive. Any of you. I will cut you down if I see you. You are not of the Antinium. You are not True Antinium, or even false copies. You are worthless.

Anand shook and fell down. The other Antinium were frozen. Pawn looked at Klbkch.

You cannot deny what we are.

He tried to walk through the door. The other Antinium dragged him back. Pawn struggledand only then did Erin move. She shut the door. Klbkch looked at her. She looked back.

The old Antinium sheathed his sword. Erin paused. She looked at Klbkch. At the silent room. And she wished she had talked to him a day earlier. An hour.

Too late. Too late, too late. Erin looked at her old friend as some of him returned.

Hi, Klbkch. Lets talk.

-

They sat alone. Alone, in an empty inn.

No one elsewellother people. Talking quietly, as the blood and severed arm were cleaned up. Many left. The Antinium were secure in the Garden of Sanctuary. Erin refused to let them out until Klbkch was gone.

But Erinsat in her room. With Klbkch.

There was no preamble. No asking why, or anything else. Justtalking. The talk they should have had. That Erin had neglected.

And the consequences were this. The Antinium faced Erin. With a different body. Erin missed the old one, the Worker. For all he was smaller, weaker. Because she had loved that Antinium. This new one washarsher. Different. She wanted to go back to the Klbkch of thenor perhapssimply the Klbkch she had not known.

He spoke abruptly, looking at her. Splattered green blood had dried on his shoulder and head.

I was grateful to you, Erin. I am still. I rejoiced to see Individuals. I believed they were what I had sought. Thinking, growing Antinium. True Antinium.

But?

But they are not. They are insubordinate. Different.

Different is okay.

The young woman saw the Antinium look at her. And her stomach twisted.

No. The Antinium are not what they should be. I labored for over a decade to bring them consciousness. Andyes. This Individuality is what I sought. The capacity to level. Think. Decide. I could have tolerated them to my satisfactionbeyond my expected satisfactioneven if they were not True Antinium. But they do not obey.

Look, theyre growing. It was a mistake. They love you. Anand

They are worthless.

The young woman felt cold.

Dont say that. Theyre growing. They make mistakes. Theyre kids. So what if they dont obey. They all respect you. Even Pawn. He just wants you to listen

A high-pitched sound interrupted Erin. A chittering, scratching sound, high and sharp. Like a grasshopper. Unnatural. She shuddered and saw Klbkchs mandibles moving. Only then did she realize.

He was laughing. Like an insect laughed. He looked at her, and his eyes were blank. Insectile. She had grown used to them, but now they looked completely alien.

Mistakes? That they do not obey is to be accepted? Tell me, Erin. What good is a weapon that doesnt cut where it should?

But theyre not weapons.

Where was Klbkch? Senior Guardsman? Erin searched. But all that stared at her was the Slayer. A Revalantor.

Antinium.

They were never designed to be people. I am a weapon. One that thinks and lives and changes as I must. But I was made for one purpose. And I will fulfill it, even if it means laboring for ten thousand years. Even if it means my oblivion. I despaired until I met you, Erin Solstice. You gave me hope. Solved the puzzle I had searched for. Salvation for my people.

He paused. Shook his head.

But what you gave me is not Antinium. They arechildren. Rebellious children. And I do not need them. Keep them if you wish. But they will not return to the Hive. If they do, they die.

Klbkch. Please. Whats wrong with? What happened to you?

The Antinium looked at her. And he wasmoving. Trembling, slightly. His voice shook with it. Something beyond rage, mere incandescent anger. Something deep in him that had kept him alive, even through death.

What is unnecessary is destroyed in Antinium Hives. The Individuals are still being tested. Assessed.

He leaned forwards. And his voice changed.

anD tHEy aRE fAilInG.

Erin stopped. Her hand crept towards her knife.

Klbkch. Look at yourself. Youre becoming Aberration.

She wanted him to see. The Antinium laughed again. That foreign laughter.

You do not know us. This is not Aberration in True Antinium. ThIS iS raGe.

He stood up. Erin looked at him. But the Antinium just walked past her, towards the door. He looked at her. And she sensed it. Sadness, despair. And a rage so fierce it terrified her. Directed not at her. At himselfand something beyond this inn.

Thank you for hope. But there is nothing here for the Antinium. We must begin again. Tell them. Tell all of them. They have until I finish my night shift. And then there will be no Painted Antinium, no Individuals in the Hive. Warn them. No one can stop me. Not the Queen or anyone else. Not even you.

She looked at his swords. The Antinium turned. And he walked out. A perfect Antinium. He was still going on patrol.

It was almost funny. Erin looked at him as he shut the door. He never looked back. She heard him going down the stairs. Erin felt water trickling down her cheeks. She buried her head in her arms. For a minute. Then she ran to find Pawn.

-

The Antinium fled. They ran through their secret tunnel, to evacuate the Hive. All of them, even Pawn, despite Lyonette pleading with him to stay.

I must go. It is our home. If I do not come backknow that there is Heaven.

He didnt say I love you. He didnt know to. He just held her hands and then ran. Lyonette wept. The inn was full of silence as Erin stood at the hidden trap door, which shed always known about.

Come back. Bring them all to the Garden. Hurry!

She shouted after them. But she didnt go. This was an Antinium matter. What could be done? Could Palt, Montressa, anyone stop Klbkch? Enter the Hive?

No. So Erin stood in her inn, wiping at her eyes, blaming herself for every mistake shed made.

About a few minutes after that, Relc arrived. He strode into the inn.

Hey, Erin! Have I got a thing to tell you about! Have you heard about?

He paused. The room full of silence. The grave expressions. The shaking Antinium Worker sitting at a table, rocking back and forth as Bird tried to calm him down. Relc slowly absorbed what had happened in fragments. As Mrsha hugged her two friends, who were terrified and shaking at the bloodshed. As Erin wiped tears from her eyes. The Drake was too late for all of it.

I tried, Relc. But I couldntIm such an idiot. Theyre coming here. They promised. They can stay here forever. W-what thing?

Relc looked at Erin. He looked around the inn. He opened and closed his mouth and put the brochure back in his belt pouch.

Ill tell you about it another time. So, Klb went off the deep end? Id never haveyou okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I have to wait for them. Im gonna check

Erin staggered up. She went to the basement. Relc looked around.

No one was really moving in the inn. Lyonette was in the basement, waiting. Some of the Players were trying to go on. The show had to go on, distract the audience.

But what drew Relc were the other actors in thishorrible tragedy. A real-life tragedy. The kind that couldnt be resolved in a three-act, or five-act, or even ten-act structure. He walked over to the table.

Hey. You.

Bird looked up. The shaking Worker, rocking back and forth, didnt. Relc hesitated and sat down.

Anand, right?

The Worker hadnt gone with the others. He hadbroken most from Klbkchs words. But not as Aberration. He looked up, and his voice was small.

That is right. Senior Guardsman Relc. I am Anand. I amworthless.

Huh. Is that what Klb said?

Yes. He is your fellow comrade, Senior Guardsman Relc. I do not wish to waste your time. I am worthless. Worthless

Klbkch is stupid, Anand. He is wrong.

Bird was doing his best. But his werent exactly the best or well-thought out words for Anand. Anand, who loved Klbkch more than the others. Who idolizedRelc knew all this vaguely. He didnt really speak to many Antinium. They had their thing, he had his. He looked at the little Worker, curled up in misery.

Seems like Klbkch really shook you up. But heyKlbkch can be wrong, right? You dont need himright, Bird?

That is right. I am Bird, and I do not need Klbkch. I am happy here. ButAnand likes Klbkch. Anand is silly.

Bird chimed in. Relc frowned.

Whats Klb got going for him, Anand? Little buddy?

The Worker shuddered.

Klbkch is intelligent. He is the Revalantor. He is a superior Antinium. Centenium. He should be admired. His word is law. I wished to be of use to him. But I am not. I am worthless. I wished

He trailed off, shaking. Relc looked at him. Just looked. Slowly, he pulled a chair closer to Anand and sat.

Whatd you want that Klb didnt give you, huh? He never talked about it. Talked about you sometimes. But he just said what you wanted wasnt realistic.

Anand shuddered. His voice was full of longing.

He did? I wantedI askedto call himfather. Dad. And to be hugged, later. I understand that request was in error. Arrogant. Wrong. I am wrong. Worthless.

The Drake stared. Relc looked at Anand, and then at Bird, who shrugged, clearly mystified by Anands outlandish desires. But Relche sat forwards. And he thought. Just thought, for a bit. When he spoke, it was slowly.

Huh. Call old Klb dad, huh? I can understand why he said no. KlbKlbs Klb. But you know something, Anand?

No, Senior Guardsman Relc, I do not know.

Relc smiled a bit. He rubbed at his neck spines, then went on.

You know, kidIve met a lot of boys like you, back in the army. Did I ever tell you about it?

Boys like me? Antinium?

Anand looked up. Relc shook his head. He stared pensively past Anand.

Nah. Drakes, Gnolls. Kids. Come to think of it, I was one of em. Lost my family in the Goblin Wars, see. EnlistedI was just a brat. I could barely hold a spear, but the 4^th Companyall of the army, reallytook me in. Thats how it works. Theyre not perfect. In fact, I left for a reason. But they do take care of you. Come to thatthats what I never did with Embria.

He stared past Anand. The Worker looked at him, not really comprehending, but listening. Sensing, perhaps. That it mattered to Relc.

It was a bad day in Liscor. Well, Id just quit the army. I was stillyoung. Embria, I think she missed it. Being part of a big family in Liscor. Thats the thing. There are a lot of boys. Just like you, Anand. In the army. Troublemakers, kids with wild sides, violentbut we straighten em out. We dont let go of you. Once youre in the army, youre family. Thats why they hate it so much when you leave. Feels like betrayal. I guess thats a problem too.

The [Sergeant] paused. Anand whispered, looking up, stopping his slow rocking.

I wish I was part of that army. I would like a family. That is what I wish.

Yeah. WellIm a bad father myself. My own kid ran off to join the army. Thinks Im a hero or something, even now. KlbKlbI dont think he gets it. Hes never had one. Howd he take it when you asked him?

The Worker looked up.

He said no. I attempted to curry favor. By doing my best to reduce casualties in my daily battles against incursions from the dungeon.

Relc looked at him.

Youfight monsters? Every day?

Anand nodded.

Yes. That is what my duty is. I am a [Tactician]. I serve the Hive. But not well enough.

Relc thought of the notepad and his orders. He ignored them.

Well. It sounds like you work really hard, Anand. Really hard. But you know what? You dont have to do that. Not to make Klbkch a father.

I dont? How, then?

The Drake paused. He feltold. So old, as he looked at a child. Weeping without tears.

He was always your dad, Anand. Old Klb. He just never admitted to it. Butyou know what?

What?

Id be proud to have a kid like you as a son. Youre a good kid, Anand. Klbkch just doesnt know it.

Relc reached out. He carefully patted Anand on the head, avoiding the antennae. The Worker looked at him.

I would like to have a father like you, Senior Guardsman Relc.

Yeah. Thanks. I wish I was. Tell you whatyou ever need to talk, you come to me. Any time. I mean it.

Relc looked at Anand. The Worker stopped trembling. He saw Relc hold out a hand. Took it, and tried to shake. He was surprised when Relc drew him into a hug with clasped arms, patting him on the back.

Thank you.

Any time. Sorry, Ive gotta go.

Relc stood up abruptly. Anand would have given him anything to stay. He looked up.

Where are you going?

The Drake paused. He looked at Anand. At Bird, at the inn. The place where green blood had seeped into the floorboards and Ishkr was beginning to mop. He shook his head.

I wish, Anand, buddy. But you cant choose your dads. Or maybe you can. But sometimes you get the ones that dont deserve it. Ill be back.

He looked at Anand. The Worker stared back.

Where are you going?

The Drake walked towards the doors, his shoulders set.

To have a chat with Klbkch. Dad to dad.

-

Hey, Klbkch.

The Antinium was on patrol. Tkrn was uneasily following him. They were passing down the street, having just signed into their shift at the Watch Barracks. The Antinium turned. His voice was flat. Emotionless.

Relc, I am on duty. This can wait. I am not interested in your investment ideas or anything else.

The Drake was strolling towards him, scratching the back of his head.

Yeah, I know that, Klbkch. I just need a chat. This cant wait.

Speak, then. We are on duty.

Relc nodded. He looked at Tkrn.

Yo, Tkrn.

Senior Guardsman Relc.

The Gnoll tried to give Relc a covert look asking what was going on with Klbkch. But the Drake was just looking around. He patted Tkrn on the shoulder.

Gonna need you to give us some space, Tkrn, pal. And keep the busybodies from interrupting us. This is just me, off-duty. Having a one-on-one with my man Klb. Got it?

Eryes?

The Drake nodded in a friendly way. He turned back to Klbkch.

Heard about the inn. Crazy stuff, Klb.

He spread his claws. He was indeed off-duty. He didnt have his spear or armor on. Klbkch stared at him.

I did what was necessary.

Yeah. Well, Erins upset, but you know how it is. Gotta do what an Antiniums gotta do, right?

What do you want, Relc?

OhI just had a chat with Anand. About fatherhood. You know, I didnt know all he wanted was for you to let him call you dad. Not too hard, right?

I am not his father, biologically or otherwise.

Right. But you could have tried. And the other Individuals, the ones youre always complaining aboutIm beginning to wonder if, yknow, theyre okay. I know theyre not True Antinium, whatever that is. But youre just kicking them all out, like that? Or they die?

The Antinium was still, his voice emotionless.

Yes. This does not concern you, Relc. We are partners in our job as [Guardsmen]. Nothing more.

Oh, no. Totally agree. I dont interfere with your Antinium stuff. Thats not why Im here.

Relc raised his claws. The Antinium looked at him.

Why, then?

He was Klbkch. Klbkch the Slayer. Revelator Klbkch. Senior Guardsman Klbkch. Klbkch of the Centenium. Someone of many faces.

And it was Relc, Senior Guardsman Relc, [Sergeant] Relc, the Gecko of Liscor, andthe last Relc who answered him.

Im just here as a dad. A bad one, to another bad one. To have a heart-to-heart. And to give you this.

Hed been edging towards Klbkch. Now, Relc showed the Antinium a fist. Then he hit Klbkch on the chest.

The crack echoed across the street. Tkrn flinched. He saw Klbkch flying. The Antinium turned in the air, landed on the ground. He caught himself, stared down at the cracked chitin on his chest. Not broken; his body was new.

Relc.

His voice was quiet. Relc cracked his neck as he adjusted his stance.

As I recall, you gave me a smack when I was being an idiot. I never thanked you for it. Thanks. Time for me to repay the favor.

The Antinium saw the big Drake advance. The street of people at night stared as the two Senior Guards, each beloved in their own way, walked towards each other.

Walk away, Relc. You will regret it.

The Antinium was vibrating. He did not reach for his swords. Relc was taller than him. Bigger. But Klbkch was in his new body. AndTkrn backed away as Relc looked at him.

Yeah? Well, I regret a lot of things. I should have done this a while back. But I didnt know how much of an idiot you were being. Hey Klbkch?

yEs, rELc?

The two looked at each other. Relc tensed.

Today, you kind of suck.

-

The shouting attracted Watch Captain Zevara. So did the pounding on her door.

Watch Captain! Relc and Klbkch are fighting!

What!?

She slammed out of the door. Of all the times for a silly!

What did Relc do? Just pull them apart and toss him in the Watch holding cells!

She barked at Jeiss. Why hadnt he handled it? But the Drake was pale. He looked at her and Zevara halted.

Watch Captain, theyre fighting.

She looked at him, and then ran. By the time she got to the scene, just a street away from the Watch Captain, there was a crowd.

Wing Commander Embria was there. So was 4^th Company. Some of them were shouting encouragement. But the street was unnaturally silent. Zevara pushed her way to the front, panting. And she saw something

Wrong. Two Senior Guardsman stood in the street. Wellfought. Neither one stood still, really. Both were moving like blurs. Each time they intersected, there was a sound, like something hitting a piece of furniture, a huge, dull thump. Or a crack.

Chitin breaking. Zevara stared around. She looked at the crimson-scaled Drake.

Wing Commander, Embria, what in the name of the Walled Cities is going on?

A brawl, Watch Captain. My fSenior Guardsman Relc picked a fight with Senior Guardsman Klbkch.

Embria answered slowly. Her eyes were locked on the brawl. Relc appeared. He grabbed Klbkch as the Antinium punched at him. He threw Klbkch at a wall.

The Antinium crashed into the stone wall and bounced off. He punched at Relcs face. The Drake blocked, kicked. So fast. Zevaras spar with Jeiss looked like kids fighting compared to the two. Zevara stared.

What causedbreak it up!

Cant, Watch Captain. They hit anyone getting in the way. Theyre too strong! Both have to be LevelI know Relc, but Klbkch?

Jeiss looked at the two. There was another clashthis time, Relc stumbled back. Hed taken an uppercut to the head, but he just walked back in. His eyes wereburning. Zevara hadnt seen him that mad in

What started it? Get nets if you have to! Im not having them tearing each other up!

Zevara demanded, but Embria held out a claw.

Watch Captain. I have orders. Let the two fight.

Her voice was flat. But it was just a faade. It quivered withemotion. So many. 4^th Company was shouting.

Go, Gecko!

Break that damn Ant to bits!

It was Antinium vs Drake, after all. They were furiously cheering on Relc, regardless of his past. It wasnt that in Embria. The Watch Captain was about to demand what the hell she was doingwhen she saw the scrying orb.

Embria was aiming it at the battle. Zevara staredat flickering images. It wasnt going through Wistram. This was a direct connection.

To the Walled Cities. And Zevara saw a Drake with wings, armor, a trident, staring back at her.

Dragonspeaker Luciva. Among others. The view was split. Chaldion stared at Zevara. He held up a claw to his lips. So were some of the others.

Ilvriss, and the protectors of Salazsar. The First Gardener of Oteslia.

Watching the petty brawl.

But it wasnt a petty brawl. It had gone beyond that. Zevara realized as she stared at the two. There was the Gecko of Liscor. Maybe not part of the army, butrepresentative. And there

Was the Slayer. Klbkch the Slayer. GettingZevara saw him stumbling back as Relc hit him in a blur of motion. Getting beaten in a fist-fight.

Of course. This was what the other Walled Cities wanted to see. Zevara opened her mouth. Part of her wanted to stop it. Regardless of Antinium. She knew Relc and Klbkch. She had her issues with them, Relc especially.

Butthey were friends. A pair. They had been since the Antinium came to Liscor. This was wrong.

Zevara reached outbut Embria looked warningly at her. Helplessly, Zevara let her arm fall. She watched.

-

Im sorry, Klbkch. But youre an idiot.

The words came. The blow thereafter.

Or before. They were moving so fast, exchanging so many, that the words and impacts were one and the same.

Youre wrong, buddy.

Relc dodged around Klbkchs punch. He wasquick. The [Sergeant] hit Klbkch across what were supposed to be his ribs.

Chitin broke. Klbkch saw him moving left.

Kick to the side. He twistedbut the blow still caught him. Relc jumped after Klbkch, kicking.

Youre such a smart guy. How are you so stupid? Im supposed to be the stupid one. Wellnot stupid, but

A punch. Grunt. Klbkch felt the blow. Heavy. But Relcs head just snapped back. He shoulder-charged Klbkch. He didnt stop.

He was the Gecko of Liscor. And without his blades, Klbkch only had his fists. Two of them. And Relcanother blow, and the Antinium rolled. He saw Relc waiting.

Klbkch, buddy. You helped me. Im trying to help you. This is the only thing I know. Because Im sort of an idiot. Just a bit.

Stop talking.

Klbkch didnt know if he said it or thought it. He was shaking. His vision feltclouded. For all it was clear. Look at him. Look at them, watching.

The cheering Drakes, enjoying him being hit. The ones watching through the orb. The pedestrians. Not all looked triumphant. But look. Klbkch saw it all.

They werent his. He just pretended to be part of this place. He wasnt. They were his enemies. This was just an act. So much work. Decades.

To try to fix broken Hives. A remnant of glory.

Broken fools. Infighting Queens. Worthless. Klbkch lunged. Relc cross-countered him in midair. The Drake leapt back.

Too slow. His new body was faster than the last one, incomparable to the Workers flawed form. But still, too slow. Too slow compared to what he had been.

He had lost it all. Klbkch swung, saw a punch. Saw, knew where it would land. But he couldnt block it.

Another blow, sending him sprawling. Relc said something. He was trying to talk to Klbkch. But the Antinium was just

So weak. He had lost it all. His people. His true Queen. His body, his levels.

All of it.

Klbkch hit the ground again. And he raged. But it was dull. Even his anger, after all this time. He was a shadow.

And the shadow saw where he should move. He sawbut he was too weak.

He would never reach the center of the hell. Even in his glory, they only reached it once. When the First Queen had died.

He had died there. So had Xrn. The first time.All of them. That day, hope, the heart of the Antinium had been snatched away.

By it. Their enemy. And all of this? The Drakes? All

Klbkch felt a fist, punching him down. He didnt remember standing. He saw Relc talking again.

Shut up, shut up, shut up. You dont know anything. You dont know what Ive lost.

But there they were again. All of them, Relc, the Watch, the Antiniumeven Erin. The Free Queen. They pretended like they knew him.

But none of them had been there. None of them knew. None of them knew the depths of his rage. The despair. What he fought for. A dream. Vengeance, justice.

What had kept him living. He had despaired, once. And sought death at the hands of Goblins.

Buthow he raged, now. Raged at the arrogant watchers. At Relc. You dont know what I was. How dare you judge me by your rules.

Even her. He could sense her, talking to him. The Free Queen. Askingbut she was flawed too.

He was alone.

Lead them. Train these false copies. The imposters.

That was what part of Klbkch said. Learn from Relc, what the Drake was trying to say with his fists, from Erin. But the rest, the old him, screamed something else.

Make an example. Tolerate them? These flawed, pathetic things calling themselves Antinium?

They wore Galucs body. They did not know him. They did not deserve even the flawed copies of him.

And Pawn. Klbkch stood up. He fell down. Relc was pleading for him to stop. A [Priest]? A class made of the very thing they fought against. Why had he allowed Pawn to be an [Acolyte]? No, no.

Wrong.

Wrong.

Wrong. Wrong.

Wrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrong

Wrong, it was all wrong. They should have been true. Should have known their destiny. Should have been together. But he was alone. He and the Free Queen, and she was a child who had to try and live up to legends. But she couldnt. She didnt even know what they were. Klbkch was the only one who remained.

He was alone.

Klbkch screamed, a sound coming from the very depths of his hopeless soul. He leapt. Berserk with fury, rage. Butit was the cruelty of it.

Rage did nothing. Look at him. Relcs fist sent him sprawling. Sent green blood painting the cobblestones as the Walled Cities watched and rejoiced, vicious, victorious.

And now the Drake was pleading.

Klb. Dont make me do this. Were pals.

Klbkch lay on the ground. And Relcs voice, the word. Pleading. With that emotion.

Thatat last, was what made him snap.

The Antinium stood. In the dark street, surrounded by the crowd. Facing the Drake. Illuminated by the glow of the scrying orb. And his voice

fRieNDS? yOU dOnt knOW ME. NoNe oF YOu dO.

He looked at Relc. The Drake closed his eyes. Then he looked at Klbkch.

Well, come on, then, buddy. Show me.

Klbkch charged. He moved, faster than he ever had. Leaping. He saw the fist coming down.

He struck Relc across the chest. The Drake staggered. Punch, coming up. Klbkch saw it. He jerked back.

He was a warrior of the True Antinium. Centenium. He had battled monsters this world had never known! Dark dreams of a sleeping god. Things as terrible as Crelers.

Worse. He had lived through wars that Relc had never known. He saw it all. The Drake, moving, for a punch from his left, then a kick.

Dodge. Leg-hook. Klbkch threw Relc and leapt on him. The Drakes roared as Relc hit the ground, trying to roll, took a kick. But

The Drake took a blow with all of Klbkchs weight to his face. And his scales tore and bled. But stillhe stood. And when he punchedit was so fast

Klbkch tried to dodge. And the blow carried him into the crowd. Broken, he felt his chitin cracking. And it was so unfair.

The Antinium refused to fall. Refused to stop, as Relc set himself, pleading. But he was so weak. Klbkch ran forwards, fell.

Fell again. And even the watching crowd began to feel for him. His helpless fury. The scream that didnt stop. All but the ones who hated Antinium with no quarter. Whorejoiced.

And that was all. As Klbkch fell and rose, there was no changing. No matter how he strained, his body wasnt enough. His rage could not change anything. True Antinium never broke. But his soul far exceeded his flesh.

Nothing more. It would continue until Relc stopped hitting his friend. Weeping at the sight of the broken chitin and green blood. Continue, for Klbkch was

Worthless. The Antinium could do nothing. Nothing to change. He had died too many times. Lost too much of what he had been.

As he fell. Klbkch could not have known this. He had not been there. But the [Princess] had learned it just this morning. It was just a fact.

As Zevara watched him fall, reaching out to call an end to it. As Relc stared at Klbkch, willing him not to stand. As 4^th Company shouted, reveling. The leaders of the Walled Cities smiled, seeing the Slayer fall.

Just a fact.

Did you

Klbkchs head hit the pavement. Cracking.

Did you know?

The Antinium stared at the sky. Despair.

Did you know? That you can learn Skills? Just from training? Just from combat?

And there was a voice. It might have come from above. From heaven, if he believed. But it came from below. From inside Klbkch.

From hell, where the First Queen had died. And it spoke to him. Like her voice, which he remembered. He had never forgotten.

[Skill Recaptured Sublimity learned].

The Antinium stared up at the sky. And slowly, he rose.

Klb, please

Relc was pleading, his voice hoarse from shouting. But hestopped.

His [Dangersense] had been telling him about the fight. Yet, Relc had tuned out what he knew. Now thoughit sounded. But more than that. He was a warrior. He felt it.

So too did Zevara. She stopped, one clawed hand out. And she stared.

Whatis that?

The Antinium was broken. Beaten. Bloody. His green blood dripped down onto the cobblestones. ButsuddenlyZevara was afraid.

The crowd felt it too. 4^th Company stopped chanting, abruptly. Chaldion, who had looked away from the meaningless end, turned back. The Dragonspeaker stopped smiling. Rafaema saw the Antinium look at Relc. He walked forwards, slowly.

A. Moment. A. Gift.

That was all Klbkch said. Relc hesitated. The Gecko of Liscor tensed, more serious than he had been any time before. This time, he struck first.

A leap. A punch, as fast as he could move. [Triple Thrust]. For the first time Relc used a Skill.

Three punches, simultaneously. The kind of blow even veterans might not block.

They never landed. The Antinium was inside Relcs guard. The Drake saw a flash. Something even he couldnt see.

So f

A blow. Relc felt something burst in his jaw. His teeth nearly cut his tongue in half. He staggered, but he kept moving.

So

A blow on his chest. Something that went through his armor Skills. Compressed his ribs. Bloodthe Drake choked.

S

He went flying backwards. Hit 4^th Company. They stared. Embria turned.

Dad?

The Antinium was advancing. The Drakes and Gnolls stared as Relc tried to get up. He stood, shakily

The Antinium hit him. He punched Relc through the spectators, into a wall. And thenhis hands were blurring. Embria heard the sounds before she realized what it was.

The wall was cracking as he drove Relc into it. The Drake was being hit in the chest, stomachtoo fast for Embria to keep up.

For a second no one moved. Then Captain Wikir of 1^st Squad moved. He leapt forwards at the same time as Vell, Pielt, and the other officers and [Soldiers] of 4^th Company present. They surged at Klbkch, duel forgotten.

It was instinct. SomethingEmbria was moving too. She saw Klbkch grab Wikir. He swung the Gnoll into a wall.

Something went crack. Stone, and bone. The Antinium blocked a punch, hit Pielt so hard Embria thought she heard his jaw breaking. Noit was

She had a spear in her hands. Embria realized she was stabbing as the [Soldiers] reeled backwards, taking blows she hadnt seen. The Antinium turned.

He dodged the spear. As fast as Relcs best attack. Embria saw him moving as Vell howled and attacked.

Unconsciously, the Wing Commander, the [Spear Hunter] moved her spear. Impacts. She felt herself flung backwards. Shed blockedshe saw the Antinium moving. A blow at her ribs. Embria felt

-

Watch Captain Zevara saw the last of 4^th Company falling. Embria was lying on the ground. Klbkch stood amid the [Soldiers]. He had swung at the Drakes ribs. But he hadnt shattered them. Punched through her.

Someone had caught his hand. Just once. Relc was bleeding. But hed stopped one punch. He looked at Klbkch. Then he sagged.

Fell.

Silence. The scrying orb lay on the ground, where Embria had dropped it. And the Walled Cities stared. And they saw him.

Klbkch the Slayer.

Centenium of Rhir.

For just a second. For just a moment he had beensomething else. NowZevara saw the Skill fading from him. But he still stood. Unbroken. The soul had surpassed the body. He walked towards her and she flinched. He paused, staring at her.

She realized her sword was drawn. So was Jeiss. She looked at Klbkch.

Wrong. All wrong. He hadntRelc had triedZevara stared at the fallen [Soldiers]. Relc, lying on the ground, shielding his daughter.

It shouldnt have been like that. If onlybut he shouldnt have been. He was foreign. A creature made, not born of this world.

Antinium.

Slowly, the Centenium lowered his head. He regarded the scrying orb lying on the ground. And he met the eyes of the Walled Citys defenders. Drakes and Gnolls. The Antinium laughed, a high, chittering noise.

His foot crushed the scrying orb. Then he turned and walked away. Leaving this gathering behind.

Going toward the Hive. The other Antinium, defects, were gone. And if they were not?

They died. Klbkch had hope. Orperhaps the opposite. For a second, he could remember everything he had lost. What a cruel gift. Somewhere, a sleeping god laughed in the darkness.

-

Death came for the Hive. Butthe Antinium had left. They had fled, to a Garden where they would be safe. An inn. A tragedy had happened. But they would live.

That was how it should have been. Butit was not. They were all gone. Yellow Splatters, Purple Smile, Chesacre, Thaina, Anandall of them.

But one. One, remained. The first. The last.

He refused to go. And Lyonette and Erin, held back, realized it too late. But the Worker sat in that beautiful, sad place where he had made a home.

The [Priest], the first of the Individuals waited.

He had not much to his name. Only a few things. His faith. A dream. A [Princess]s love.

Memory. And this. He held a censer. Smoke drifted from it as Pawn stood.

A shadow of the past stood in the doorway. His sword was drawn. It shone, like silver and steel. But something else. A relic, forged from the past. Something that did not break.

Nor did the one who stood there. He spoke.

You will not be brought back. The Rite of Anastases is not for you, failure.

I know. But I will not go. You are wrong. And Iwill not run when I am right. Some things are worth dying for.

Pawn spoke. Klbkch looked at him.

Is that all you have to say?

The Worker looked up at the dirt ceiling. He spread his four arms.

I wish I could show you what I see, Klbkch. There is more than what you know. I see something glorious. What you call failure, I call a miracle. Can you not let us be? We are not enemies.

No. You stand and defile all I remember. I gave you one chance. You did not heed it. So. Die.

He walked forwards, so gracefully. Like a dancer from another age. Even with his broken bodyperfection. The sword floated across the room, born by the spectre of death.

Pawn stood. He lifted his censer with two hands as the other two clasped in prayer. And he looked at the death. He began to walk, and the smoke drifted behind him. Sweet innocence.

The two walked into the center of the room. Pawn stopped. He saw Klbkch raise his arm, tense. There was no perfection here, no memory of greatness.

Just a blade, aimed at a head. It swung down.

And bounced off the light. Klbkch stared. And then he raised his other hand. Shielding his face. Because the light was brilliant.

A warm glow. White, but not searing. Not to Pawn. A beautiful light, like the sun rising, shining through the windows. It enfolded him, a beam of light from the heavens. Invisible, but there.

Made of faith. Conjured by aSkill.

Or rather, a miracle.

[Miracle Holy Barrier]. A power not of magic. Nor Skill. Something old.

Something new. Made of sacrifices. Madepurely of love. Of faith. A miracle for the Antinium. And it changed reality. It changed everything.

Do you see? Look. [Holy Barrier]. I leveled up. I tried to tell you.

Pawn spoke to Klbkch. The Antinium was staring. He slashedthe light repelled his blade. It wasnt solid, and it wasnt just light either. It was somethingundefinable.

Saved by belief. Pawn honestly didnt know how long it would last. But he hoped. He believed. He looked at Klbkch.

Ineffable, intangible. The Antinium stared at something new. Something no Antinium had possessed before.

You.

I am a [Priest]. Klbkch. This is mine. Please. Listen

Please, the Worker pleaded. Look. Listen. See. Even in despair, even underground, see the light. Seehope. Look upon it.

Believe.

And the old Antinium looked. He saw the [Priest]s miracle. The impossible thing he had wrought.

He screamed. The sound was wretched, a howl louder than belief. It dimmed the light. It echoed through the Hive.

A sound of hatred. Of disgust. Horror.

Vengeance.

The sword lanced at Pawn. It stuck in the air. The [Holy Barrier] flickered. Klbkch stared at Pawn.

You will stop me with a thing of faith? Of dead gods?

Klbkch. I

Stop me? With that? Stop me? Me? Me? MememEMEmEmemEMe

The Antinium vanished. The Worker, clutching his censer, saw a flicker. Fastlike a shadow. The Slayer moved.

A swordpiercing from behind. Pawn turned. Klbkch stopped in the air, straining. The barrier of faith blocked him.

Klbkch

You cannot stop me.I will slay you. I will slay it.

The whisper became a scream. And thenthe figure moved. Shaking, blurring.

The thing stabbed at Pawn, screaming. Speaking. The blade moved, stuck in the air.

I will slay ___.

It leapt back. Moved.

The sword sliced through the air. Through the light. Closer. Through faith. Pawn saw it bury itself deeper in his barrier. The thing whispered.

I will slay .

Closer. Pawn saw the blade twisting, moving. It withdrew. And then

Darkness in the light. Pawn lifted his censerlooked down.

The blade twisted in his stomach. Green blood flowed. The Antinium spoke, tearing the barrier of faith asunder.

I will slay God.

Pawn choked. The blade was cutting up. He reached for faith. For a miracle. But there was none. Just it.

Him. The Antinium who would cut faith. Cut divinity. It moved, whispering profane words. And Pawnhad nothing more.

He felt the cold blade. Andhe tried to dream of heaven. But he thought of Lyonette instead. Pawn triedto

Believe.

The voice was not his. He heard a sound. And thenthere was light.

Not the light of faith. Not the light of miracles. Mortal light. Butspecial.

Magical. It picked up Klbkch, and threw him across the barracks. The Centenium blurred, screaming, landed

And there stood a Centenium. She stood, her eyes shining with the light of hope. Gold, and blue, and green, and redso many colors, mixing and shimmering that they could not be counted. The Centenium lifted her staff as Klbkch stared.

X

The light smashed him into a wall. Xrn conjured it, a prismatic ray that hurled Klbkch across the ground. Pawn, bleeding, fell to his knees.

Klbkchhezeim. You are lost.

Xrn, the Small Queen, stood looking down on the torn, broken body. She looked at Pawn. At Klbkch. And she shook her head.

You despair. You forget. Look at you. You would slay the only good thing you have made. You would become what they call you. Klbkch the Slayer. But that is not who you are.

She raised her staff. Klbkch looked up. And he saw her.

One of the last. Her body unchanged. Azure. Her eyes glowing with a mystery lost to this world. With love. Another, who remembered. Xrn smiled. With pity. Kindness. Anger, yes. Buther voice was kind.

You have worked so hard, alone, dear Klbkchhezeim. Rest now. You have delivered us hope.

She lifted her staff. Pawn stared. He felt magic touching him. Magic, not miracles. Butthe green lifeblood running from him halted. He saw Xrn point her staff up.

The ceiling fell on Klbkch. The Small Queen shook her head.

Fool.

The earth moved. Klbkch was thrown out of it, at her feet. He stared at her. His voice wascracked. Disbelieving.

But you see. Look at him, Xrn. lOoK aT HI

She smacked him with her staff. Klbkch shut up. Xrn shook her head. She gestured at Pawn.

Look at what? Our enemy? Can you not see the difference? I see with eyes not filled with despair or frustration, Klbkchhezeim. And I see something new. The past remains in Rhir, Klbkch. But this? This is glorious. Let us use the new to carve a path back to our home.

But they are

Whack. Another hit from the staff.

Insubordinate? When did you turn into Wrymvr? Look at you. You despair, and see only shadows. But look. Look at the sun!

She pointed her staff up. And Pawn saw a light. So brilliant it ate every shadow. Fire. It rose above Xrn, a second sun underground. The Small Queen spread her arms. And Pawn saw a miracle of another kind.

Do not despair, Klbkchhezeim of the Centenium. Not now. We are so close. And you have done it. You are lost. But I will help you find yourself. We all will. You are no longer alone.

The Antinium pointed. And the second of the True Antinium looked at her old comrade. And he felt it.

The broken insect looked up. And he heard the sound. Marching feet. The beating of wings. Armor, moving. You couldnt hear the soundless ones.

But there they were. Antinium. They marched into the barracks. Columns of them. And Klbkch saw the first, adorned in armor, and realizedhe hadnt seen Tersk or Dekass lately, had he?

But there they were. The Armored Antinium marched into the barracks, a full hundred. Led by Tersk and Dekass. They knelt. And flying around them, above them in a chaos were flying shapes. Gliding, jumping. Pivr and the Flying Antinium alighted and chittered in delight.

At their side were shadows. A smaller group of Silent Antinium stood, camouflaged, led by a single Prognugator. The Antinium knelt and bowed.

Three Hives. Nofour. More Prognugators. Guards, fashioned by the Grand Queen herself, in his likeness. They saluted him with blades made of chitin, four.

Wrong again. Five Hives.

Klbkch jerked. The voice in his head was familiar. It wasXrn. She stared at him, and her eyes flashed. A wink. He was confusedand she put the answer into his mind.

There they came. Marching among the new, staring. But the other Antinium stared at them. The Painted Antinium, led by Yellow Splatters. By Anand, Belgrade, Garry, Purple Smiles, even Bird.

I came back because it was interesting. Hello. Ooh, Klbkch looks bad. That is good. Probably.

Bird waved around. He froze when he saw the Flying Antinium and a group of Antinium ran into him.

Are those wings?

They were there. All of them. They looked at Xrn. She spread her arms.

We have come. Hope, Klbkch! Hope, you fool! Believe.

And he did. He was no longer alone. The broken, tired, despairing Antinium lowered his head. And he wept, in ways only she could ever know. Xrn knelt by him. And the Free Queen wept too.

They were whole again.

-

That night was filled with many things. Butamong them. Was this.

Watch Captain Zevara, listening, fearinghad a visitor in her Watch office. It was past the hour any sane person should be awake. Into dawn, really. But he knew shed be there.

She flinched at the sight of Klbkch. But he wasntthat broken. Hed taken more injuries, but someone had healed him with both potion and [Heal Minor Wounds]. And the Antinium looked

Watch Captain Zevara.

Klbkch. Ihave to say. Despite Relc starting it

Zevara struggled for words. Klbkch beat her to it.

I am taking a leave, Watch Captain.

Huh?

The Antinium carefully put his badge on the desk. He saluted. And he seemed happier than Zevara had ever known. He was smiling.

I am taking a break. I believe I have a decades worth of time off saved up. For a week or two. Perhaps longer. It is for my rest and recuperation. Will you grant it?

Zevara looked at him. She looked for her jaw. At the badge. Eventually, she nodded.

Um. Granted.

-

That was all. Klbkch had so much to say. To do. More smacks to receive. Butlook.

So this is your barracks. I remember when it was small. But I had to leave. I will not leave so easily again. The Hives will have to come here. But we may travel. There is need for the Painted Antinium. Fightinggrowth. We are connected. The tunnel is complete.

Xrn was turning, inspecting the Hive. Pawn and the other Antinium stared at her. The Centenium was sodifferent. Anand peeked at her from over Belgrades shoulder. The Small Queen exclaimed as she looked around.

So much to see. And do! I must meet this Erin Solstice in truth again. And what is this?

She looked at Chesacre and Thaina, and they stared in awe at the female Centenium. Thedefinitely female Centenium. Without question. Shed smack you with her staff if you objected. Xrns eyes shone as she looked at them.

Happy to see them. To see them something new. Rejoicing in it. And Pawnbelieved. He believed in her. In the future.

That was all. What more could you ask for? Perhaps only this. For the futureAnand sidled up to Xrn. He hesitated. But you had to try.

Excuse me, Xrn. Butmay Icall you my aunt?

The Small Queen stared at him. Surprised. And then she smiled.

Yes. Of course. And what would you like me to call you?

She looked at Anand. And thenshe felt something from Klbkch. The Small Queen resolved to smack him again, and he flinched. But she reached out.

And she hugged Anand.

Authors Note:

Do you feel betrayed by a lack ofhorrible tragedy? Perhaps the unrealistic thing about this chapter is the good things.

I wrote a lot. This is all I had left. Im so tired. But this is fitting for the break. And nowI rest. For 2 updates. Shorter than I need, but Ill appraise my condition, take another break in May, or sooner if I need to.

And Im happy to write. Justthe body is weak. The spirit stronger. But both a lot weaker than Klbkch, lets be real.

Two more artists for the break. There are a lot of amazing pictures, but mg and brack both deserve this one. For the Antinium. We have Chesacre and Thaina (very lewd), and art of Purple Smiles and so many charactersI love it. Truly, it makes me smile.

With all that said, Ill be back in a bit. But I need a vacation. Just for a moment. Thanks for reading and see you soon.

Art by mg

Chesacre and Thaina by brack