Chapter 34: Unexpected boon
The crow glided soundlessly just a meter above the grass as it approached its prey. Micky’s black feathers turned him nigh invisible against the dark blanket of the night. Soon, a man enlarged in their shared vision. He was looking the other way, performing his business without a care in the world. They could already hear the soft stream pitter-pattering against the stone.
Percy held his breath. If the ambush failed, his life would be forfeit!
With one powerful flap of his wings, Micky shot through the last 15 or so feet, landing on the man’s head. The poor bandit barely managed to turn around, before a talon clamped his mouth shut, as the other clawed his throat out.
PHEW
The young man exhaled the turbid air in his lungs as subtly as he could manage, trying not to alert the others.
‘So far, so good.’
Then, Percy inhaled deeply again, directing the pure mana towards his abdomen, before pumping it through his channels. As for the soul mana, he gathered it in his sternum, fighting against his soul’s pull.
He walked towards the leader – Rick, if his memory served him. Assassinating the Yellow core was just as important as the previous ambush, if not doubly so.
Accumulating soul mana was difficult at first, but a new stream gushed through the ethereal cord, helping him amass it more easily.