Chapter B4C59 - Run
A flash of light caught Tyron’s eye, and for a moment he was confused. The array was set into the wall, flashing a bright orange light right in his face. A second later, he remembered what it was: his alarm.
Someone had entered the shop.
Since Almsfield Enchantments was closed and he’d stopped taking commissions from re-enlisting Slayers, that could only mean one thing. It was strange; after fearing the moment of discovery for so long, to have it finally arrive felt almost anti-climactic. He was prepared; the persona of Lukas Almsfield had outlived its usefulness and he could cast it aside.
It was time for Tyron Steelarm to reemerge into the light.
Filled with sudden energy, he sprang up from his chair, grabbed his staff from its place against the wall and began to work. His hands flickered as he rapidly deployed the words of power, shutting down some arrays, bringing others to life and triggering his final surprise.
As he did so, Filetta emerged from the sewer tunnel, a dozen skeletons arranged by her side.
“Time to go?” she asked, business-like for a change.
When he was done, Tyron lowered his hands and nodded. “Time to go. Is everything ready?”
“Just the way you wanted it.”