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“The world is for the living,” a horrified Fionna rebutted.
Dead is just another state of being. Look at me. Around for centuries?—
“In a box stuck in a glass wall. Can’t be that great, seeing as how you’re arguing for me to give you my body.”
Stop it with your tricky words,it hissed in her head, sending pain lancing.
“Not my fault the truth hurts.”
The truth is this world has long been weak. The balance of magic disturbed for centuries and only now is it returning to its proper place.
Which probably explained the monsters and other things they now had to deal with. Fionna almost cried out as a sharp bite to her flesh indicated she’d cut through the webbing in one place.
“The balance of magic probably didn’t like what people like you were doing with it,” she opined.
Spoken by someone small-minded.She could practically feel its sneer of derision.
“Spoken by someone who is begging for a body,” she retorted as her fingers wriggled free.
I don’t need to beg. You will offer yourself willingly.
“Not likely.”
You will with the right incentive.
She was about to say nothing would make her agree but heard a noise. A roll of her head proved enough to see the spider had returned.
In pieces.
Kormac slung the loose legs to the side as he stalked in, looking ferocious. “Release my lady, foul entity!”
“I’m still me,” she replied. “For now.”
“Thanks be,” Kormac said with relief. “Let’s get out of here.”
“Agreed, but I’m a little tied up.” Her hand managed to shove fully through the weave.
His gaze went from her to the wall. “Someone broke the glass.” His brow furrowed. “Who is that?”
“Airiok’s first wife.”
“She had the box,” he murmured.
“Wait, how do you know about it?” she asked.
“Your queen says it holds the essence of someone called Koschei. Some kind of magic user who defied death and possesses the bodies of those who have blood magic. Whatever you do, don’t touch it,” he warned.
“Wasn’t planning to. Now if you don’t mind, a hand…”
He stalked for her, only to halt and half turn to look behind. “I think we’re about to have company.”
“Free me so I can help.”
Before Kormac could move, something slunk into the chamber, a beast with fur and fangs. Not a dire wolf, but some kind of mix of bear and feline.
“I’ll be back in a moment,” he promised, stalking for the hairy monster.
You can save him. Just take the box.
