Leonidas stood at the edge of the cliff. The highest point on Skye. He looked over the edge and through a break in the clouds he caught a glimpse of the forest of his world. He turned his head slightly and beyond the forest, he could see a ray from the sun as it touched the surface of the water causing it to glow. He’d forgotten how much he loved prime. How different and just as beautiful it was as earth primary. Shutting his eyes, he raised his head to the warmth of the sun. Opening up himself to the feel of his world, to the air that filled his lungs, to the essence of the people around him. His detail, his best friends. Who were more brothers to him these last ages than his flesh and blood brother. He felt the power of the Skye alpha, Theo as well as the mage who stood at his side. He felt them all. Every one on prime, those of the light and the dark. He also felt a flicker of one other. He’d felt her light before. Kasha.
It was easier to ignore the link on primary. He did not have that luxury here. Fighting back a smile that she had come, he didn’t dwell on this connection he felt with her. First things first he needed to free Skye. Kasha was of prime so he drew a little from her too as he had every living thing. Not enough for anyone to even feel it, just what the land would allow. This was the true power of the alpha, one that must never be exploited.
Leonidas raised his hands up, using his connection as the king, the alpha of this land to call upon its powers. The light purple hue of the clouds darken, blotting out the sun. He dropped suddenly and slammed his palms upon the ground, driving the energy into the pulsing wards surrounding the floating island. Thunder cracked overhead, lightning flashed illuminating some of the runes along the ledge. Power sizzled sucking the moisture out of the air leaving an arid stench and his mouth dry. Several unexpected things happened at once, but it would take him time to bring them into clarity. First was the savage surge of power bursting through his body, like one of those lightning bolts had struck him. The sound of Ionna screaming mixed with another masculine cry. Was that his brother’s voice? Or his own, as his body encased in flame, burned. Then he could feel nothing. Hear nothing.
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