Linkershim (Sovereign of the Seven Isles: Book Six)
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“Behold, the unmaking of Mithel Dour,” it said.
Alexander limped to the railing for a better view of the city. It looked like the palace was imploding, stones being drawn toward some central mass within, walls and ceilings collapsing in on themselves, yet not scattering as gravity and inertia would dictate, but instead coalescing into a form, a form that rose slowly, accumulating stones, adding them to its mass until it was a giant of epic proportions, standing easily a hundred feet tall where the palace had once stood.
“How can it be so big?” Alexander asked.
“That is many Linkershim working together as one.”
The giant smashed the back wall, allowing the lake to pour forth into the city in a great torrent, water splashing into the streets, flooding a foot deep—more than enough to send the inhabitants of Mithel Dour into a panic. It took only minutes for the entire contents of the mountain lake to wash into the city, driving the people toward the cliff wall.
Then the giant focused on the palace, dismantling it a stone at a time, but leaving one elevator intact to ferry those trying to escape to the city below. Buildings, so beautifully made so long ago, started crumbling when other Linkershim began arriving in the city to help unbuild it.
The people were in a panic until they reached the cliff wall and found that the river had been redirected over the waterfall and the exit tunnel was open. Water flowed gently from the streets into the tunnel, soaking everyone trying to escape the dying city.
Another Linkershim rose up out of the temple floor, forming into the shape of a pedestal. Resting atop it was the Andalian Crown.
“This must be unmade as well, but it is beyond our power to do so,” the Linkershim said.
Alexander smiled, slicing the Andalian Crown in half with the Thinblade. A shimmer of magic expanded away from it, dissipating into the evening sky.
“Goodbye, Alexander Reishi, and thank you,” the Linkershim said. Then it melted into the floor, leaving the stone exactly as it had been moments before.
“You’re welcome,” Alexander whispered, before opening the door to his Wizard’s Den.
“Didn’t expect sunlight,” Jack said from his bed.
“Glad to see you’re feeling better,” Alexander said. “If you can manage it, you might want to see this.”
Jack eased himself out of bed and came to Alexander’s side, blinking a few times at the scene unfolding below. Anja and Lita joined them as well.
“How’s Jataan?” Alexander asked.
“He’ll mend,” Lita said with a relieved smile.
“In that case, today turned out to be a pretty good day.”
Jack chuckled. “When you said you were going to destroy this place, I wasn’t expecting anything quite so thorough.”
Hundreds of Linkershim were moving through the city. Buildings were simply melting into the ground as they passed, leaving a clean, level stone platform where once a great city had been. The citizens of Mithel Dour, now refugees, were streaming out of the city to the plains below.
“As usual, I had help,” Alexander said.
“Looks like you hurt yourself again,” Lita said. “Go on, sit down, let me take a look at that leg.”
Here Ends Linkershim
Sovereign of the Seven Isles: Book Six
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