Chapter 775: Laying a Plan
A pulse of golden light washed across Haven, forming a bubble around the entire central city island. My connection with the realm muted, and I shivered, feeling unexpectedly cold.
Emlica raised an eyebrow. "And this is..."
"I’m sure you have something like it in the library, but I made this spell to protect me from the Eyes of Fate. Verity, the Fate Hero, was spying on us, seeing our movements and weaknesses, and it fell to me to stop her."
"Curious," Emlica said, her gaze fixed on the runes visible only to us. "I certainly have many spells capable of stunting traditional scrying magic, but never before have I encountered a situation where I was forced to block a heroic ability." She gave a wry smile. "We’re normally on the same side, after all."
"But will something like this work?" I asked, hope fluttering in my chest.
"No."
The answer stung, my shoulders slumping slightly, but she wasn’t done.
"Not like this, at least. You’ve fashioned this spell by separating the very fabric of Fate, but only on a magical level. To that end, it would stop the World Barrier from reading demon souls, but not their blood."
"So it’s not a bad idea?" I asked, my voice small, still clinging to the hope.
She smiled. "No, child. I was hoping you would come up with something like this. Fate forbade us to solve your problem for you, but you’ve come this far on your own. I’m certain she wouldn’t mind if I took it from here."
She clapped her hands, and my magic vanished. I gasped, my soul shuddering as if it had been sucker punched. I stared at her with wide eyes. There hadn’t been a spell, chant, or even a soul cast. There wasn’t even any backlash or residual mana dischordance. How had she done that?