Chapter 73: Beneath the Surface

Chapter 73: Beneath the Surface The Hollow lay silent in the wake of the battle, a vast expanse surrounded by the towering cliffs of the northern mountains. The stone circle at its heart had dimmed, the once-vibrant glow now reduced to a faint flicker that cast an eerie light across the snow-covered ground. Kael stood amidst the remnants of the coven's ritual, his sword still gripped in his hand as he scanned the scene around him.

The coven leader lay bound at his feet, breathing heavily, his eyes flickering with a mixture of rage and fear. Around them, the guild's soldiers moved through the Hollow, securing the captured coven members and gathering the ritual artifacts scattered across the ground.

Lena approached, her gaze fixed on the stones at the circle's center. "We've captured the majority of their forces," she reported, her voice low. "The rest have fled into the mountains. The ritual has been disrupted, but..."

Kael nodded, understanding her hesitation. "But the Hollow still holds power," he finished for her, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the cracked earth beneath the stones. "We stopped them, but we did not defeat the magic they sought to unleash."

Lena's eyes were grim. "If anything, we've only delayed them," she murmured. "This place feels... restless. Like something is waiting."

Kael felt it too—a tension in the air, a pulse beneath the ground that hinted at forces still simmering just below the surface. "The Hollow remains," he thought. "And with it, the threat that it represents."

[Contract Progress: New Objective – Secure the Hollow: 20%]

As the soldiers established a perimeter around the Hollow, Elda and the mystics began their work, moving cautiously toward the stone circle to examine the remnants of the ritual. The air grew colder as they approached, the ground trembling faintly beneath their feet. Sёarᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Kael and Lena followed, watching as Elda knelt beside one of the stones, her hands tracing the runes etched into its surface. The symbols glowed faintly at her touch, casting a dim light on her face.

"This place is a focal point of power," Elda muttered, her eyes narrowing in concentration. "The covens tapped into something ancient, something that predates even the oldest legends of the northern clans. They sought to break the seals here, but the ritual was only a part of their efforts. The Hollow itself is... alive, in a way."

Lena glanced at Kael, concern etching her features. "Alive?" she repeated. "What does that mean?"

Elda looked up, her expression grave. "The Hollow is not just a place," she explained. "It is a convergence of the earth's magic, a nexus where the boundaries between realms thin. The covens aimed to use it as a conduit, to draw forth power and reshape it to their will. By disrupting their ritual, we've prevented them from opening the way fully. But the Hollow's power still lingers, waiting for the next attempt."

Kael clenched his jaw, his eyes flickering over the stones. "A conduit," he thought. "And they will keep coming for it until it is either sealed completely or it consumes everything."

"So, what can we do?" he asked, his voice steady. "We've disrupted their immediate plans, but how do we ensure that they cannot return and try again?"

Elda stood, her gaze shifting to the ground beneath her feet. "We need to reinforce the seals," she replied. "The wards we place here must be stronger than anything we've used before. This will require a ritual of our own, one that binds the Hollow's power and prevents it from being accessed."

Kael nodded. "Then begin the preparations," he ordered. "We'll secure the area and ensure that nothing interferes."

[Contract Progress: New Objective – Secure the Hollow: 40%]

The next few hours were a frenzy of activity. The guild's soldiers formed a perimeter around the Hollow, their eyes trained on the cliffs and forested slopes surrounding the valley. Scouts were dispatched to patrol the area, ensuring that no remnants of the covens attempted to launch a surprise attack.

Elda and the other mystics began their preparations for the sealing ritual, gathering materials and marking the ground around the stone circle with symbols of binding and protection. The air grew thick with the scent of incense and the hum of incantations as the mystics wove their magic into the earth.

Kael watched from a distance, his thoughts racing. "We are treading on dangerous ground," he mused. "This is not a simple battle of swords and shields. We are confronting forces that defy the very order of the world."

Lena approached, her face set in determination. "The scouts report no movement in the area," she said. "The covens have scattered, but we shouldn't assume they won't attempt to return. This ritual must proceed without interruption."

Kael nodded. "Keep the perimeter tight," he instructed. "We cannot allow any breach. The success of this sealing is the key to containing the Hollow's power."

Lena saluted and turned to relay the orders, her voice sharp as she organized the soldiers into defensive positions. Kael's gaze returned to the center of the Hollow, where Elda and the mystics had begun their ritual. The stones around the circle glowed brighter, resonating with the energy being woven into them.

[Contract Progress: New Objective – Secure the Hollow: 60%]

As the ritual progressed, the ground beneath the Hollow trembled, a deep rumble that shook the stones and caused the air to vibrate with an unsettling hum. Kael felt the pulse of energy emanating from the circle, a force that seemed to claw at the edges of his consciousness.

Elda stood at the center, her hands raised as she chanted words of power that echoed across the valley. The symbols carved into the earth flared with light, creating a network of glowing lines that connected each stone to the others.

"The seals are holding," Elda called out, her voice strained with effort. "But the Hollow resists. It is... fighting back."

Kael moved closer, his eyes fixed on the glowing network. "Keep at it," he urged. "We cannot allow it to break free."

Lena and the soldiers held their positions, their weapons ready as they scanned the surrounding terrain. The air grew colder, the light from the stones casting long shadows that danced across the snow-covered ground. A sense of foreboding settled over the valley, a warning that the forces they were confronting would not be subdued easily.

Suddenly, a crack echoed through the air as a fissure split the ground near the circle. Dark mist seeped from the opening, curling upward like tendrils seeking to break through the ritual's light.

"Contain it!" Elda shouted, her voice rising in urgency. The mystics moved in unison, their chants intensifying as they directed their magic toward the fissure, forming a barrier of light around the dark mist.

Kael's heart pounded as he watched, his mind racing. "The Hollow is pushing back," he thought, his grip on his sword tightening. "It's not just a place of power; it has a will of its own."

The ground beneath them continued to tremble, the air filled with the clash of energies as the mystics struggled to contain the Hollow's resistance. Elda's face was pale, her eyes glowing with the light of the ritual as she poured every ounce of her strength into the sealing.

"We need to close the fissure!" she cried, her voice laced with strain. "The Hollow is using it to reach out, to break our hold!"

Kael stepped forward, raising his sword high. "I'll handle it!" he shouted, moving toward the fissure with determination. The dark mist twisted around him, clawing at his armor, but the warded talisman at his chest flared with light, pushing back the darkness.

Reaching the edge of the fissure, Kael thrust his sword into the ground, channeling his will into the blade. "Seal!" he roared, feeling the energy surge through him as the light around the fissure intensified, forming a solid barrier that forced the mist back into the earth.

Elda seized the opportunity, her voice rising in a final chant that resonated through the Hollow. The stones flared with a blinding light, the symbols etched upon them glowing as they absorbed the energy of the ritual. The ground shuddered violently, then stilled as the fissure closed with a resounding crack.

Silence fell over the valley, the only sound the ragged breathing of the mystics as they lowered their hands. The glow from the stones faded to a dim pulse, their light now steady and unyielding.

Kael stepped back, his chest heaving as he looked around. The Hollow lay quiet, the air heavy with the aftermath of the struggle. The seals had held, and the dark mist had been driven back into the earth.

[Contract Progress: New Objective – Secure the Hollow: 80%]

Elda approached, her face pale but victorious. "The seals are reinforced," she announced, her voice weary. "The Hollow's power has been bound once more, at least for now. The covens will not be able to use this place as a conduit."

Kael nodded, feeling a mix of relief and caution. "Good," he replied. "But we cannot afford to be complacent. The Hollow is contained, but it remains a threat. We must guard this place, keep the covens from returning and attempting to break the seals again."

Lena joined them, her eyes scanning the surrounding terrain. "The scouts report no further movement," she said. "It seems the covens have truly retreated... for now."

Kael sheathed his sword, his gaze fixed on the stones at the center of the Hollow. "Then we hold our ground," he declared. "The Hollow will remain under our watch, and we will be ready for whatever comes next."

As the soldiers began to fortify their positions around the Hollow, Kael felt a surge of resolve. They had faced the power of the ancient magic and emerged victorious, but the struggle was far from over. The covens had been thwarted, but their ambitions lingered, casting a shadow over the future.

"The Hollow remains a battleground," he thought, turning away from the circle. "And we shall be its guardians."