Chapter 248: Abra Kadabra
“The famous ‘Abra Kadabra’ originates from Aramaic, which was spoken in biblical times, and means: I will create with my words.”
Mor M. Cohen
Lurching, I steadied myself on the shard of the Lodestar in front of me. It felt off. A little lower and a little smaller. I opened my eyes in astonishment and found myself standing in the sealed altar room of Drangavik, where we had been only but yesterday. As my senses rolled out, temporarily suspended by my translocation, a wave of relief rushed through me that no one had seen my arrival, followed by a wave of dread. Namir was going to be pissed at my sudden disappearance.
Chuckling to myself, I took a deep breath as the true magic of the moment hit me, “Abra Kadabra.” I joked, taking my hands off the stone and gesturing, forgetting for a second that someone was still listening in on my thoughts.
“You're not a god, Kai.” She rebuked. “Even we no longer create with our words now that the world is written in stone.” Instantly understanding the sub-context and historical references behind my thoughts.
Archbishop Grigori was far more ambitious than I realised. This would change the Compass continent forever. Were the Kings and Queens of the Compass Kingdoms aware of what he had achieved? Defending the Thorpe from the Ice Giant would just have required a distress call, and warriors could have emerged from within the settlement to defend it, at least in theory.
Obviously, there were a few practicalities to be accomplished first, such as sufficient warriors having circumnavigated the compass kingdoms on pilgrimages to log the locations of the intersectional exits within their own splinters of the Lodestar. Unless . . . I paused, thinking if a single individual could carry more than themselves through the light of the lodestar. How did that even work exactly? They said that science beyond comprehension was indistinguishable from magic. Was this magic? Science? Or something else? It did not fall under my understanding of mana or any of the other magics of the noble races, but humans or at least Archbishop Grigori had somehow managed it.
Worried, I wondered, was this also a prelude to war? Did the Church plan on conquering the kingdoms? A secret army of paladins would wreak havoc if unsuspected attacks could be launched from within the capitals themselves. He had so many new questions, and that was while he was ignoring his notifications of another new skill he had gained. He would have time to process that later.