Chapter 296: Obsidian City
Irwin followed Tiscian down a long, winding hallway while his second self was talking with Zender.
"It felt… horrible," Zender said. "Like something was trying to push into my soulscape."
The young Yuurindi was sitting on a rocky outcrop, staring out across the lava lake that flickered and gleamed with Irwin's soulforce.
"If Sting hadn't been in my soulscape…" he looked over at the Bird that was sitting on his shoulder, looking at him with its black eyes. "I… I think my soulscape would have torn itself apart from the inside."
"Is there anything wrong with it now?" Irwin asked, using his senses to search Zender's soulforce resonance for any problem. "Have you examined it?"
"There's nothing wrong, but Sting says there's some sort of scuff marks across the barrier," Zender said, waving at the barrier that sat miles away.
Scuff marks, Irwin thought, frowning. He wished he could have a look, but his presence would prove far too much for Zender. But perhaps not for Ambraz!
"Move to my soulscape," Irwin's other self whispered to his shoulder.
Ambraz didn't bother asking why, and a moment later, he appeared within Irwin's soulscape.
"What's wrong? Is the kid alright?" he said as he zipped down to where they were sitting.
"He's fine," Irwin said. "But Sting says there's some visible damage to Zender's soulscape barrier. Can you go and check it out?"
Ambraz snorted, landing beside Irwin and Zender.