Page 98 of Forgotten Arcane

Ihave no idea how I’m doing this.

I didn’t know I was capable of it, and I have never known another gargoyle to be able to move rocks as big as I’m currently moving.

The most shocking thing about this to me is that instinctively, I know that I could move something even bigger. My magic has wrapped around the whole thing and is slowly shifting it closer to the hole. It’s slow going, which I’m grateful for actually, because if it suddenly moved and covered the hole, I wouldn’t have had time to move backward, and I most likely would have smacked myself in the face with it.

That would have been embarrassing.

As it moves gradually, the floor beneath my feet rumbling, it occurs to me that this has nothing to do with the Choosing. It’s not the new magic that was gifted to us, because the new magic that we have all been gifted is supposed to be death magic. This has absolutely nothing to do with death. Not really by any stretch of imagination.

I have never been able to do this before though. Not that I have tried, but I have moved rocks before, and I would have known if I could have moved more than what I was moving, just like I know now that I could move something bigger.

I suppose that Ed could have gotten it wrong, and the others were all given death magic, and my magic was just enhanced, like he said could happen?

But if that’s not the case, then why is my magic so much stronger than it was?

My mind drifts to Neith, as it usually does, but this time I wonder if maybe she has something to do with the change in my magic. All of our magic has been playing up recently, even before the Choosing, and it all started around the time that Neith came into our lives.

Before that actually for me. When she was just a faceless human in a Bobby’s uniform in a vision.

She heard me, and she shouldn’t have been able to. No one ever has before, and I have desperately tried to warn people about things that are happening.

I need to talk to my family. But I have no idea how that’s going to be possible, there’s so much going on at the moment.

Not to mention that we need to deal with the whole River being the Alpha of this pack, and the fact that the Blue Fucker is the one who tried to orchestrate the death of us, and the capture of Neith. Which means he absolutely saw her on the Choosing, and it is going to be a big problem.

With all of that going on, going to see my family can wait.

I can’t believe that I have the ability to think like this while moving a massive cliff. I really shouldn’t be able to. All of my focus should be on what my magic is doing, and it’s not.

If I’m being honest, the sheer scope of what my magic seems to be able to do right now is intimidating, and the fact that I don’t know why, well, that’s even less reassuring.

My magic surges, as it pulls it slightly quicker.

I frown. We really don’t need another complication right now.

It’s not something that I need to be worrying about right at this second, if it turns out to be an issue, then we’ll deal with it just like we deal with everything.

For now, I need to focus on what I’m doing. I wonder if my magic can check around this massive hunk of rock? I don’t want to close this access to the tunnels, only to open another one, or just a great big fucking hole. That would sort of defeat the objective.

Neith

Inch by inch, the cliffside moves closer and closer, as it gradually covers up the entrance that leads to the tunnels beneath.

Finally, the ground stops rumbling, and we all just silently stare at Griff as he turns around.

He rubs a hand on the back of his neck, “So apparently I can move giant ass rocks now.”

“Dude!” River exclaims, bouncing on his toes. “That was so fucking awesome.”

Griff chuckles, “Thanks, man. So, I’ve checked on the perimeter of it, and no more openings have appeared, or any other access to the caves and tunnel systems below. It’s completely sealed off.”

“Wow,” Asher says. “That was crazy impressive.”

“Thanks, man,” Griff says.

Rana smirks, “Well, that’s certainly going to be interesting to explain to everyone.”

Amari grins, “The pups are going to love the story. Although I doubt that many of them will want to come back out here to check it out. Not for a very long time.”

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