Author's Note: Unedited Chapter
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Ria crouched low and placed his hands firmly on the ground. The earth trembled beneath him and slowly, the stone and dirt around the base of the sword began to shift.
Molten rock bubbled up from beneath the surface, turning the ground into a churning sea of fiery liquid. The glow of the lava illuminated the sword, casting eerie shadows across the battlefield.
Endric focused his telekinetic powers, reaching out with his mind to the bonds anchoring the sword to the ground. He could feel them now—thick, ancient tendrils of energy running deep into the core of this world.
He gathered all his strength and pulled at the bonds, trying to tear them apart.
"They're strong," Endric muttered through gritted teeth.
Ria's hands shook as he poured more energy into the ground. The molten lava surged higher and higher, creeping up the sides of the sword's enormous blade. "I'm giving it everything I've got!"
