Chapter 677: The Storm before the Storm

Chapter 677: The Storm before the Storm

Speaking of friends, Thundar said. What about the Heroes? Do they know whats happening? I think theyd have something to say about all this.

Professor Jules sent Tyris to tell them, Alex said. But they havent answered her yet. Im wondering how theyll react.

I can tell you that Cedric will be very unimpressed, Isolde said.

Drestra even less impressed, Thundar said.

But what will they do? Alex said. A message like thatll be pretty shocking to hear, but, whatever happens, I dont expect them to start a rebellion against the realm or anything.

As the words left his lips, a gentle tapping came from the window. Everyone startled, spotting a butterfly-shaped construct on the window ledge.

Its one of Professor Jules messenger constructs, he said, as Khalik hurried to the window.

The construct fluttered inside, settling on the table with a note tied to its bronze leg.

Jules neat handwriting said:

Spoke with Councillor Kartika.

She said she cannot resolve this on her own.

You and I will meet with the Wizard Council of Generasi in one week from today, at noon.

Alexs jaw dropped. Oh, by the Traveller

What is it? Khalik asked.

I have to present myself before the entire ruling council of wizards, he swallowed. Im expected to argue my case before them.

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The wind whipped Alex Roths soggy cloak.

In the distance, lightning struck the Prinean sea, illuminating thestorm. Black clouds roiled overhead as a cold rain lashed him and the crimson wind and rain shield above him.

Despite the chill, the young wizard didnt seem to mind.

He was soaring through the skythe city of Generasi far belowweaving through the storm with an Orb of Air covering his head. His eyes were fixed on his destination, his breath was even, his heartbeat steady. He felt like he was riding the storm as he teleported through the elements.

Lightning flashed above the raging ocean as Alex counted the seconds. Teneleventwelve

Thunder rolled, and exploded.

The young wizard vanished.

In one breath, he was hovering above the city, the next, he was over the raging sea. Thunder rumbled on the horizon while Alex peered through the storm, searching for the faint blue glow of Generasis lighthouse.

Hard to know where I am, he muttered, teleporting to the Barrens of Kravernus with its blistering sun and terrible heat. In the distance, the storm cloud hungdark and threateninglooming over the city and ocean beyond it.

I shot past the storm, Alex said, pleased with the distance hed travelled. Lets see how far I can go this time.

The young wizard vanished from the Barrens, reappearing beneath the storm clouds, icy rain battering him.

The good news is, I can teleport through the storm no problem, the bad news is, visibility is low.

He scanned the sea, knowing roughly where he was from many hours practising there in good weather, but with fierce winds pushing him off course, he couldnt be precise. Every familiar land or seamark was impossible to find in the storm.

Itd be easy to get lost in this kind of weather, he noted. So, maybe to be on the safe side, if a storm catches me by surprise in the empire, Ill have to teleport back to a place Ive already been to since I wont be able to rely on my sight for navigation. Not thatOh shit!

A blinding flash of light split the sky, illuminating the world as lightning struck the sea.

Yeeeeeah, maybe nows a good time to start the next test.

Concentrating, Alex formed an image in his mind: a view of the storm from where hed been, deep in the Barrens of Kravernusseventy miles away. He thought of black clouds

Theresa, Claygon, and Selina hadnt wanted him practising teleportation in such bad weather, but hed argued that a storm was an opportunity he should take advantage of.

When Im in the Irtyshenan Empire, there wont always be good weather, hed said. Therell be blizzards, ice storms, and Traveller knows what else for me to deal with; apparently whiteouts are common there. I need to test how extreme weather affects me when I teleport; if itll throw my aim off, or how itll affect my ability to navigate.

His words, while true, were also an excuse to be alone for a while.

Over the past week, hed been feeling like his nerves were on the verge of snapping, so hed just wanted to get away for a while, to be distracted, and the storm was the perfect distraction.

Alright, down below the clouds one last time, he said. Then, Id better get back home. The lightning seems to have moved off a bit.

Concentrating, Alex teleported below the clouds.

The roaring sea was now below him, and the raging clouds above.

No problems teleporting below the clouds eitherand Im already warming up. Well He looked around. I still cant see anything, though

He went quiet, squinting at the sea.

What is that?

He saw something.

Roughly a thousand feet belowa tiny orange light bobbed on the crashing waves.

Was there a ship burning down there?

Is some sea monster, luring unsuspecting seafarers.

He had to find out.

Alex teleported toward the light, aiming for a space in the sky roughly a hundred feet above it; he materialised, hovering over a ship struggling on the waves, a lantern burned in its crows nest. Most of its sails were furled in the high windskeeping them from tearing from their masts. The only sails still flying were the topsail and headsail, barely keeping the ship from pitching over.

The boat moved through the rough waters at an angle, its crew desperate to keep it upright.

Alex spotted tiny figures staggering across the deck; most gripped ropes, pulleys, and rails to save themselves from being tossed overboard, but some careened across the deck, fighting to tighten loose rigging and tackle.

Holy shit! he gasped.

The storm had come on fast, it seemed the crew had gotten caught before they could secure the ship.

He concentrated, poised to teleport and offer help, when a sailor suddenly lost balance, flying through the air as the hull hit a surging wave. The young mans cry was drowned by raging winds as he tumbled overboardflailinginto the sea.

Shit! Alex teleported above the water, searching for the fallen sailor, blinded by the darkness. Quickly materialising in his lab, he grabbed the aeld staff, an instant later, he was back, raising it high, drawing on its power, conjuring a swarm of forceballs.

With a wave of his hand, he sent the balls of light through the storm, illuminating the sea.

The sailor was nowhere to be seen.

Come on! Come on! he shouted, frantically looking around. He must be underwater! Hes gonna drown!

Alex called on the power of his staff, drawing on a well of mana to summon a sixth-tier spell.

The air shimmered and a greater water elementalthe same one hed conjured when hed broken through to sixth-tierappeared.

It splashed into the churning waves, raising a translucent tentacle.

Theres a mortal under the water! Alex shouted in an elemental tongue of water. Please find him!

With a deep gurgle, the elemental dove.

Oi! A deep voice suddenly yelled from above. Whos that down there?

Alex looked up, craning his neck at a selechar leaning over the side of the shippositioned to leap over the railinggaping at him from above.

Gel-Dor? the young wizard shouted at the first-mate of the Red Siren, shocked at finding the crew of the ship that had brought him to Generasi, fighting their way through the Prinean in the middle of a storm.