The Path of Ascension - Chapter 300

Matt was almost disappointed at the order to return to Guild space that Mercury passed along to them. There was a thrill about waltzing into an enemy’s territory, taking over a position, and then having those same enemies fail to take back their space. It was the kind of feat that Lila and Aiden boasted of when talking about their own missions.

Still, they were here on a job. And now that the job had been completed, it was time for them to move onto the next one. The war hadn’t ended just because they had taken over one shipyard.

It just felt wrong to leave, having worked so hard to take the system.

To that end, he had wanted to destroy the shipyard, but he had been dissuaded by the Guild General. She was right, even if he didn’t like it. Agent Gloomwood had worked too hard setting traps and viruses in the station’s enchantments for them to blow it all up.

Matt had tried to argue that leaving the station intact was obviously a trap, so they should blow it up anyway, but he had once more been shot down. If they destroyed the shipyard, the Federation would just recycle the metal like scrap. And while they could blow it up and recycle it themselves, their supply of new shipyards was basically nonexistent, as they were built on demand and not pipelined. So unless the Federation was willing to be permanently set back on a shipyard, they would fix this one, which would take decades. Eventually, they would get the shipyard back up and running, but leaving it intact while covered in ice and riddled with viruses inconvenienced them more.

It was almost funny to see General Casos carefully tip toe around his requests to blow up the station, but after his first two reasons were shot down, he gave up. Half the reason he wanted to blow the station up was to see if he could cast [Shatter] on that much ice, and how big of an explosion it would cause.

Aster had been just as eager as he was, but they had to settle with testing their idea once they were back in the Camp Lightfoot rift.

While Matt didn’t put up a fight with that order, he and Aster backed Liz up when she insisted that they take a more wandering route back to Guild space that just so happened to take them through a few Tier 25 and Tier 26 battlefields.

General Casos objected to the delay, but her resistance melted the first time they showed a united front. Matt assumed the resistance was little more than a formality so she could say she did her best to keep the Ascenders on their stated mission, but relieving Guild territory was something few leaders would refuse. The longer trip didn’t even cost them too much time, as they only needed to actually fight once. The Tier 25 sieges just surrendered the moment they saw an Ascender was there. The only instance of resistance was a Tier 26 siege where the enemy army thought they could retreat instead of surrendering.

They quickly learned the futility of such a ploy, but they thankfully surrendered when it became clear that they were not going to escape intact.

When they finally arrived back at the Guild Forward Operating Base, they were able to relax a little.

It wasn’t the same as being back in Camp Lightfoot, but they were given the best lodgings the Guild had to offer. They were nice, but it wasn’t home. Which was irritating, considering he had a portable house, but that would have been too much mass for Allie to teleport them to Guilds space with.

Matt went to put spatial mass reduction on his list of things to do when he got a few decades of free time, but found it was already there. In fact, it was there twice, and he most definitely hadn’t made those entries. At least, he didn’t remember doing so. He thought he was going crazy, but when he checked the logs he saw both Aster and Liz had made the entries just a few seconds before he had.

They were all missing home.

Still, settling in was easy enough, as they had little in the way of personal items thanks to their limited spatial rings. They spent a good half of their day off relaxing before going out to see what the planet under them had to offer.

They were all sure they were being watched, but they didn’t really mind or care.

The briefing the day after they came back was interesting though.

Everyone there was a familiar face, but they were noticeably more polite than they had been in the first meeting. Unlike last time, they actively asked for their input when discussing possible deployment operations instead of just assuming they knew what they could do.

Liz reciprocated the friendliness and offered her own suggestions about their future deployments. That was an interesting conversation, as instead of immediately sending them into combat with the five anti-speedsters to free up that section of Guild space, they flatly rejected Liz’s offer.

“They have built up the system, and with our latest territorial gains, we have them firmly surrounded. While it’s unlikely, we are hoping they voluntarily retreat. If they choose to stay and defend that system we will send you in, but that’s more likely to be in a year or two. As you have shown you have the combat power to single handedly push out Tier 25 and Tier 26 armies, we actually want to use that. See this stretch of worlds?”

At their nods, the cape continued, “A Tier 15 nexus world was taken early in the war, but before we can take it back, we need to push through three worlds. A Tier 25, a Tier 26, and a Tier 27. The next mission we want you to undertake is leading the assaults on the Tier 25 and Tier 26 worlds so we can just send two offensive armies, a Tier 27, and a Tier 15. That frees up more personnel for other operations. You can help fight in a Tier 27 battlefield, correct?”

Liz nodded in response to the question. “We won’t be clearing out the army ourselves, but we can assist as elites at that Tier, which should still be useful.”

“It’s more than enough. The flexibility of your Tier and combat power is what is allowing us to redirect only two armies. While you are there, there is a secondary objective we want you to complete. Those systems have been occupied by the enemy for almost a century now, and as a show of force, we want to know if you are willing to do a little charity. Help the people, show your faces alongside Mercury, give them some hope.”

None of them liked such blatant public relation moves, but even Matt wouldn’t deny the citizens of the Guilds a little relief from the knowledge of possibly being given over to the enemy if the war went badly.

He was about to say exactly that when a soft voice cut him off from the row of chairs behind him. “Don’t reject our offer too soon.”

Matt flinched.

Aster flinched.

Liz flinched.

His sword came out of its ring while he flared [Archmage’s Presence] and [Cracked Phantom Armor]. Aster created a flurry of ice that covered the room and the occupants while Liz split in three. Bird Liz flew up and out of immediate danger, blood blob Liz flowed forward like an evil tide, and Liz’s main body drove a spear at the man who suddenly appeared behind them. He wouldn’t have been so surprised, but the reactions of everyone else in the room wasn’t one of seeing an expected guest. No, their eyes widened and their heartbeats accelerated even as they reached for their own weapons.

That spelled nothing good.

Attacks flew and landed where the man had been, and Matt swept his [Mana Beam] across every spot he thought the newcomer might have been.

“Touchy, touchy, aren’t we?” the voice asked again, this time from behind Matt in a spot that just previously his spiritual sense had said was empty.

The three of them whirled around, magic flaring, but the man’s spirit and face finally coalesced into recognizable forms. A pair of metal batons stuck out from their holster behind his back, and his hands were clasped behind his head while his feet were propped up on a table that definitely hadn’t been there a moment earlier.

“Come on now kids, full-power attacks? How is that polite?” One Step Behind asked

Aster didn’t hesitate as she sniped back, “It’s less rude than appearing behind someone in a mask. I could have frozen your nose off if you were a little slower.”

The fastest speedster in the realm even without accounting for the sixteen-Tier difference snorted and went cross-eyed as he studied his nose “Nope! Still there. But that’s a good one. Nice to meet you all, the name’s Ezra. You should be proud. So proud that you accept the idea of doing some people work!”

Matt opened his mouth to speak, but Ezra held up his hand as his nose fell off. “I have a better idea. Oh nose! It’s gone. Now you owe me for freezing my nose off. I nee—”

Rolling his eyes at the older Ascender’s antics, he spoke over him, “We were going toaccept.”

That statement seemed to catch everyone off guard, and Ezra blinked at Matt like he wasn’t sure what he was looking at. “You aren’t mad at doing that kinda stuff? Aiden said you guys would hate it.”

Bird Liz shrugged even as human Liz worked on reabsorbing the Liz that acted as her blood. “We aren’t going to volunteer to go on talk shows or anything, but come on, we aren’t assholes. Some of the people living on those planets have only lived under enemy occupation. Us doing a little PR work is nothing in comparison.”

Ezra grumbled as he listened. “Well, damn it. I had several layers of bribes ready to get you to agree. What am I going to do with them now?”

Aster grinned as she elbowed the older Hero. “Give it to us as gifts?”

“But that’s no funnnnn. Eh, whatever. I can’t be bothered to think about it that much. As part of you helping with the sieges and doing some public works, we carved out some time for you to delve. The Tier 27 system should be perfect for you guys to pop in and do a quick rift clear, right?”

Matt nodded, which seemed to catch Ezra’s attention. “Everyone else can leave. I want to talk to the kids alone for a moment.” Once they were gone, he gave Matt an appreciative glance, “That’s some serious Power synergy you’ve got there. You didn’t happen to come across any Guild trainers at Tier… four? Yeah, that’s a native.”

Matt frowned, “I broke through to Tier 5 with a Concept, is that what you’re asking about? But… no, Luna was our main trainer for Domain stuff, do you know her?”

Ezra waved away the name like he smelled something foul. “Yeah I know the cat, and I can see her clawmarks all over you. But that’s all natural then? Not half bad, you must be a natural.”

“A natural at what exactly?”

Matt was genuinely interested in what the older Hero had to say, with him having set the hook so obviously. Just because the bait was obvious didn’t mean it wasn’t also delicious.

Thankfully, the retired Hero didn’t drag it out and got to the point. “Your Power, little Ascender. You’d know them as your Talent and Domain, but we don’t really see the point in distinguishing them. It’s stronger that way, if you view ‘em as two halves of one whole. And does yours ever shine. Like a star, right in your chest. Nah, not a star, that’s a white hole isn’t it? Hmmm, mirrored by a black hole? That’s a hell of a thing to pull off in two centuries, but that’s not what I’m looking at, but how it’s interacting with the rest of your spirit. If I don’t miss my guess, which I never do, that’s basically replacing your mana core isn’t it?”

Matt grew a bit warier. His masks should have hidden that kind of detail from inspection, whether casual or intensive, “I would appreciate it if you didn’t stare at my spirit that much.”

“Ah you’re fine. I promise I won’t tell. It’s just obvious if you know what to look for… which to be fair, I dunno if anyone else would. Staring into your soul is just one of my specialities.” He tapped his nose, then relocated to the other side of the room, alongside the table and chair he was sitting on.

“But anyway, that wasn’t what I was looking at. You’ve got a proper Power there, though a bit of a nascent one. Not surprised, all you Empire peeps are way more into the whole self-decision thing yeah? Your Talent doesn’t define you, all that? Domains rah rah, hoo ha? Never thought about putting your Talent and Domain together, but you did it on your own.”

“Are you going to get to the point?”

“Bah. Fine. Anyway, to oversimplify, your Power is everything you are. Abilities and Insights. Talents and Domain. Bloodlines too, if you’ve got one. The more of you feeds into your Power, the stronger it all is. They lean on each other, strengthen the collective. Positive feedback loop. It’s more involved than just having similar themes like the ladies here have, blood and ice, it’s about them meshing on a very deep level. And you’ve got that down pat, at least for your firrr… Concept. Well, the basics. About where I’d expect someone half your Tier to be at, which is seven Tiers better than most of your countrymen.”

He reappeared next to Liz, and rubbed a couple of strands of hair through his fingers, “Man, your Power is a mess. You’re all over the place, and I don’t just mean the clones.” He paused as if waiting for them to laugh at his joke. When they didn’t he added. “You could really use some consolidation.”

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Liz frowned and pulled her hair back, “I think I remember Luna mentioning something like that… why would it be useful to us? She definitely said it wasn’t worth our while.”

“Eh, most people don’t think it is, and Aiden certainly would reinforce that idea that your Ins-Domains can be whatever, screw everything else, but it adds a certain level of robustness, weight, and power to just about everything you do. I betcha that Quill’s Domain is the strongest of y’alls isn’t it?”

Matt and Aster shared a glance, and Matt answered “Part of it is… at least compared to similar Domain abilities we’ve come across.”

“That’s the mana-giving bit isn’t it? It’s tied in tight to your Talent, so much power I’m honestly impressed. That had to have made the Path a lot easier. But yeah, that’s what I mean. It’s stronger, because of the tie. I’ll give you lot a few exercises before I leave, none of you are truly hopeless and I think y’d like it.”

Ezra gave Matt a side eyed look as he added in a [AI] message that made his stomach drop through the floor. “Relax, kid. Game recognizes game, I won’t tell anyone. You’re already doing good by telling everyone it’s your Domain that gives you so much mana and not your Talent. Or maybe it’s both? It gets a bit fuzzy. Anyway, I can tell the difference, but I can count on my fingers the number of people who can probably do the same, and one of them is Aiden. I didn’t make it this far just ‘cause I’m fast. But I got some free time, so while you’re still around the Guilds I’ll pop in to keep giving you some tips, including on how to disguise the details of your Power. Wrap it all up, twist the strands, blend them together until no one can see where one begins and the other one ends.”

While Matt was still wrestling back the instinctive panic of anyone being able to see through all the divination wards the Empire had layered over his Talent, Aster flicked an ear and asked, “So hold up a moment. I have ice based everything. Surely I’m doing it. Right?”

Ezra shrugged his shoulders. “Like I said kid, you are not. The ice theme is great, but it looks like you’re trying to shove seasons into space while your Talent is still back on a planet. Then your bloodline is… well, it’s not bad for your Intent, and you’ve got good synergy sure, but they still aren’t a full Power. It’s like you’ve got three pillars built up to support your strength, instead of one solid block.”

Aster seemed almost offended at the idea she hadn’t made any progress and immediately started pestering the older Hero for tips, but Matt could feel she was exaggerating it in an attempt at sympathy lessons. She certainly seemed to succeed, and Ezra split his time between the two of them, which quickly became the three of them as Aster and Liz started asking about different permutations of their own elemental powersets. Interestingly, though it was a bit hard to tell, Ezra wasn’t using [Clone] to split himself in three, but was instead simply moving fast enough that he looked entirely solid as they talked about stuff. It was similar to the trick Mercury pulled off the first time they met him but done a million times cleaner.

It took Matt a bit of time to emotionally settle his worries about someone non-Empire knowing about his Talent… but it didn’t really matter. He’d dealt with fear and terror in the past, and a bit of worry was easily filtered away once he got his head in the right space.

His Talent would make him the center of attention sooner or later. So what if someone else knew? Even if Ezra seemed carefree, he surely had the level of experience to understand just how valuable the knowledge of Matt’s Talent was, and the potential political consequences that would be involved in carelessly revealing an asset that was so valuable to the Empire. Besides, it wasn’t like he had an exact readout of Matt’s Talent, just some level of knowledge that Matt made most of the mana he used in a battle.

With that realization firmly planted in his mind, Matt allowed himself to relax and enjoy the conversation with the older Hero.

He even asked why Ezra was called One Step Behind. He knew the official answer, as the speedster always said it was because he was so fast his enemies were on the back foot, but he wanted to see what Ezra would say to a peer. “It’s not a perfect translation, of course, but I certainly could have chosen something that sounded better. But I really like seeing everyone try to justify why my name sounds like I’m slower than everyone else. Speaking of which, have you lot settled on new names yet? If not, I’m doing it before you leave, you three have just the worst branding.”

Aster opened her mouth to complain, but Ezra snorted at her. “Scoop is a bad joke name to be shared with friends, not to start a lifetime of branding.” He pointed at Liz with a grin. “How’s Blood Babe?”

When Liz just laughed at the joke and didn’t get offended, he grumbled, “Aiden said you were stuck up, this is no fun. Ok, but actual new names. Indomitable Titan. Inevitable Frost, Immortal Legion. The names even work in Empire, as I chose names that translate to have a similar first letter, but they also work well in Guild standard. They’re catchy and describe you guys better.”

Matt shook his head. “Thanks, but we’re good. We’ve got our own plans, as well as a bit of a strategy for when we’re revealing them.”

Ezra denied Matt’s rejection. “I think you misunderstand. I already had all the Guild information networks change your names when the first reports of your last mission went out. It’s already done. Still don’t have a team name, but that isn’t really as important as individual branding.”

Matt glared at the Hero. It was quite likely that they could save their personal titles for the Empire at least, but having a Hero give out their official names in the Guilds meant that they were definitely getting stuck with some permutation of those in at least one Great Power. Well, at least Indomitable, Inevitable, and Immortal weren’t too bad… nor were Titan, Frost, and Legion. He’d have to talk to Chatter about whether it would mess up their own plans, but it should be salvageable.

That didn’t mean they wouldn’t seek revenge for the older Hero overstepping the bounds of polite society and renaming them without asking, but any revenge would have to wait until they could beat him up. Unless they could enlist Lila for help, but Matt suspected she would just laugh at their predicament.

Before he left, Ezra nodded to Matt. “Anyway, you seem to have this down well enough, good job. Just keep practicing and you’ll get there in no time. You’ve got my AI ID at this point. Normally I’d wait until you joined the group chat, but feel free to ask me about any questions you have about your Powers.”

There was a group chat? Between who?

Matt blinked after the Hero, who was already gone. Damn speedsters.

***

Valentina carefully watched the battle through the scope of her rifle, careful to never directly point her weapon at the targets.

This was a reconnaissance mission, not an attack, and any amount of killing intent might be detected by the Ascenders she was watching.

Dying wasn’t on her list of things to do today.

Running her finger along the side of the scope, she zoomed in closer to Ascender Shadow as she flickered in and out of combat with the Sect fighters who futilely tried to crush her with numbers.

From following the flow of combat and numerous recordings of watching Shadow fight, Valentina was expecting a teleport.

Three.

Two.

O—

Teleport.

Damn. She was off again.

Her spotter Oskar was laying half on top of her and had the luxury of having his hands free, so she transmitted a message through their contact.

“Note that Shadow’s teleports are constantly half an instant before I predict them to be. Unknown if it’s a part of her Talent, Domain, or armor.”

“Acknowledged.”

He physically wrote the information down, as they couldn’t risk using any mana. They may have been days worth of flying away from the closest star, the one Light and Shadow were fighting in, giving them distance and protection, but they were deep in the emptiness between planets. That meant almost zero ambient mana. While using something as simple as [AI] should be undetectable at those kinds of ranges, Valentina hadn’t lived long enough to become a renowned sniper by taking stupid risks. So, they would be using zero spells and she made sure that none of their items had spirits, and therefore mana signatures, except her rifle and Oskar’s telescope. But both of those items were built for situations like this, so they were safe.

The only bit of magic they were even using was when Valentina carefully tapped into her Talents and Domain, but she didn’t dare to do more than feather light touches to check with them.

Her Talent allowed her to identify weaknesses. A vague definition, but one that had turned her into a careful ambush predator.

Most with such a Talent would have turned to a life of wetwork, killing for hire, but her father was career military and had steered her into a different path. Not that the actual work was that much different; she had no illusions about that. She was just an assassin who worked on battlefields instead of cities. Careful scouting let her Talent to identify any possible weaknesses, combined with her Domain, which allowed her to amplify a minor flaw into a fatal one or create small weaknesses where there were none.

Valentina had expected such a mission the moment Light and Shadow had entered the war, but it had never come, and for that she was grateful. Instead, she had spent most of her time carefully getting into position to take out pinnacle elites for most of the war, and with a kill rate approaching twenty percent, she was the most successful elite killer in the war.

Through some off the books scuttlebutt she had heard a between storage moon had been not just hit and destroyed, but raided by both sets of Tier 25 Ascenders. If that wasn’t bad enough, Maven, the Sects’ ‘counter’ to Light and Shadow, had been unable to stop the Ascenders and their little gaggle despite springing an ambush on them.

That same source of scuttlebutt had then told her to expect the Sects, the Federation, and the Republic to create their own team of pinnacle elites to prevent such a occurance from happening again, and that her name was on the shortlist. Being considered for a joint operation of pinnacle elites would normally be an honor she would brag of, but in this situation, she wasn’t sure it was an honor she would survive.

Valentina was damn good at what she did, but she wasn’t sure she could take out a teleporter like Shadow. Teleporters were always a pain to kill, but they usually had cooldown periods she could take advantage of which meant if Valentina was really, really careful the kills were just barely possible. In fact, most teleporters were lazy fighters who relied on their single skill to kill people from an unexpected angle. If any of those factors applied to Shadow, Valentina would be fairly confident in killing her, but the teleporter was an Ascender for a reason.

She had no tells, monstrous close combat capabilities, and something, Valentina suspected a Domain, that made her slippery and impossible to pin down long enough to line up a shot. And if worse came to worse, and Valentina failed to take the teleporter out in a single shot, she wasn’t sure that even Oskar and his tanking abilities would be able to save them.

Light was another matter, and she suspected that with a proper ambush and with the help of an army or two to distract him, she could take him out no problem. Mages weren’t her speciality, she wasn’t so limited as to only be able to target one archetype of fighter, but control mages like Light were hard pressed to stop a solid rod of high-Tier mana-depleted tungsten going through their head the same way they dispelled spells.

His being an Ascender made it a harder kill, but one she was confident in.

That raised the main question she had that no one could answer.

Where were the other three Ascenders?

With them being so new, she had been excited to get a good look at Quill, Torch, and Scoop. Reports and [AI] dumps were only so useful to someone like Valentina, who needed to see and observe on her own. What weakness did they have? They surely had some, and once she knew that, she could relay it to the Republic Council of War, where they would decide what to do with the information.

If nothing else, it would be good information to know when they formed their own team to counter the Ascenders. And she had no doubt the Republic would be leading the team. It wasn’t a matter of honor or pride, but one of power.

Frankly, this war would have never started if the Republic hadn’t spearheaded the operation.

Valentina had been in the army a long time, and had learned how things really worked a long time ago. Beyond that, she could count beyond ten, or twenty if she took off her shoes, which seemed to be a skill a lot of others seemed to lack.

The Empire was massive and their population had been exploding. It was to such an extent that if the Republic, as the third strongest Great Power, hadn’t been willing to go to war, the Sects might not have been willing to take the plunge. And the Federation wouldn’t have dared to declare a full-scale war without backup, thanks to just how many bodies the Empire had to throw at the warfront.

That didn’t mean the Federation wasn’t playing a vital role. Without a third ally, the Republic and Sects would have only matched the Guild and Empire’s troop counts, which would have made this war that much harder.

Personally, she wasn’t sure why they bothered to work with the Federation. She had seen what kind of scum they were in the war where they had been cut down and had taken great pleasure in doing so. But no one asked her and she didn’t get to choose the Republic’s war allies.

The Council of War had rightly pointed out that one didn’t get to choose allies when facing a stronger force, but Valentina hoped that whoever the Federation sent to them wasn’t a member of the younger generation. The Federation cultivators born after the split were off.

Shadow blipped, and Valentina mentally ticked a box in her mind. “Note that Shadow teleported at exactly one one millionth of a second after her last teleport, taking a glancing blow instead of avoiding it. That’s the third time she had taken a hit instead of dodging it. Possible lower limit of her teleportation ability’s cooldown.”

“Noted.”

Oskar shifted slightly as his pencil scratched silently in the vacuum.

Running her finger along her scope, Valentina zoomed out further and looked for Shadow, but when she couldn’t find her in a few moments, she started paying attention to Light.

The man was a mage she wouldn’t want to get close to, and that idea was reinforced as she watched him turn a man’s magical armor into mist and skewer him with a rapier.

Zooming back in, she kept him on the edge of her scope, watching the book he held in his left hand. A spell came in from an oblique angle, and instead of being dissipated, turned into something harmless, or being redirected— all things she had seen Light do plenty of— the spell vanished. If she wasn’t watching the book in particular, she would have missed the page flutter as it absorbed the spell.

“Note that Light’s book seems to be able to absorb spells. Unknown if it is purely a defensive measure or able to spit them back out.”

“Material?” Oskar’s question was a good one, and Valentina watched the book and waited for it to eat another spell. If it could eat spells with physical components, like earth or water spells, and not just energy based spells, her idea of putting a mundane physical round through his head might not work.

Despite watching the fight for another few exchanges, she wasn’t able to see the book eat any more spells so she wasn’t able to verify, but it had been a good observation.

“Note that as a possibility for deeper review of the recorded battles. Also note that anytime he takes control of a spell there’s a period of time between disruption and usurpation. A sufficient interruption at that moment could cause backlash.”

Valentina had done her homework about the abilities of Light and Shadow, but it was deliberately surface level. If she knew too much, she might make assumptions and overlook something important that would be obvious to someone with less preconceived notions.

That was why this was purely a reconnaissance mission, and she hadn’t even brought physical ammunition for her rifle. While her skills still meant she wasn’t entirely unarmed, intent mattered and being as unarmed as she could be made it that much less likely that any danger senses would trigger.

As Shadow teleported back in, Valentina shifted her focus to the teleporter, hoping to understand her and how she fought. In spite of her best efforts, any time Valentina thought she’d gotten a handle on when the other woman would teleport, she would inevitably be a fraction of a second late.

It was clearly the work of some ability, but despite trying several mental tricks, all that she could do without her [AI], Valentina couldn’t overcome it. She was sure she could find some way to beat the compulsion, but doing so while not giving away her position would be damn hard and take testing.

Thankfully, Ari Kai was usually willing to work with her when dealing with those types of antimemetics. He was the master of such arts, and with exposure, Valentina was sure she could overcome such a weak effect. To that end, she had Oskar make a dozen more notes. But as the fight came to a close they stilled, not daring to even let their cells divide lest it bring unwanted attention to them.

Only once the Ascenders vanished did Valentina and Oskar make their own move to leave.

Hopefully someone in her chain of command would know where the other Ascenders had gone and she could get some observation of them done before the scuttlebutt was proven true, and there was a team assembled to counter the Ascenders. The moment that happened, the Empire would start even more measures to block such information gathering.

Valentina had a reputation after all. Anyone with a brain would know she was part of any anti-Ascender team.

Meeting eyes with Oskar, Valentina waited. Soon a mystical energy, not mana, not essence, but something In Between gathered before them, and after fifteen minutes they were in a misty plane of semi light.

Gathering her bearing, Valentina pointed to her left and kept her unwavering finger pointed in that direction. The borders of the In Between were a dangerous place. No one knew what happened to those who wandered past the stable areas, and Valentina didn’t want to find out.

No, it was too soon for her to die.

Not when there was fresh prey, prey like she had never been able to hunt before, right in front of her.