Chapter 330: Lives in the Balance
A/N: Well, somehow I mixed up the order of the Chapters. The mistake has been fixed and Chapter 329: Overwhelming Force has been added in the correct location. Thanks for reading!
I hovered on the edge of consciousness, barely able to register the inquisitor’s demands. Call of Fable? Coughing up a mouthful of blood, I struggled to my knees and clutched at my side. Hot blood spilled between my fingers, staining my dress and dripping into cold blue stone. Another burst of black pixelated my vision, and my body twitched weakly, rapidly losing blood.
The High Inquisitor stared down at me, emotionless. "Do you yield?"
It took everything I had to tilt my head, barely catching a glimpse of silver through my fading vision. "Fable...please..."
The inquisitor glowered and me and raised his spear. "He won’t save you. No one can. You’re going to die, just like that water bitch."
The tip of the spear descended toward my breast, streaming crimson blood–my blood–behind it. It seemed to fall in slow motion, taking forever to cross the short distance between us...no, it really was moving slowly. What was happe–
The twinkle of starlight stilled my thoughts. Through the haze of pain, I’d completely missed the appearance of the stars of fate, and the gentle tug through my soul bond with Fable. He was borrowing the Oracle of Eternity again, something he hadn’t done since our fight against Vithrass.
Fable lunged toward us, disregarding the few living inquisitors frozen behind him. He crossed the throne room in an instant and scooped me up in a massive paw. The motionless spear drew a thin line down his flank as he rushed by, slicing through silver fur and flesh as though it were water.
The world came crashing back with a vengeance as time resumed, and Fable stumbled to a stop, crashing through one of the walls. Stopping time for so long was incredibly draining, especially when Fable was borrowing the power secondhand.