Kastori Devastations (The Kastori Chronicles Book 2)

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are not unimportant.”
    Only to humans. Only to humans are such things important. If only they could communicate telepathically…
    You need them, Gaius. If they have the weapons to ambush the temple and make it easier for you to assassinate Typhos, you need them. Indulge. Admire their little feelings. Plus, it’ll make them more likely to support you.
    “I apologize,” Gaius said with an air of sincerity. “Kastori communicate with our minds and do not have to rely on trust and such matters. I should appreciate the way you do things, and I promise to do so.”
    Gaius cleared his throat as he saw the waiting eyes of Petrus.
    “To answer your question, yes, Mykos was a good man. Fiercely loyal to the empire and willing to embrace martyrdom for its return.”
    “I’m glad to hear it,” Petrus murmured.
    “I will try and do better, but we must plan our attack. Typhos is not in a clear state, and an ambush may overwhelm him. I believe that the time is now to bring together perhaps a dozen men from this field, grab your weapons, and attack Typhos.”
    “Why not more?” Lance snarled. “The battles we won in the war came from sheer force.”
    “And you don’t think Typhos will notice hundreds of men just walking out of a camp like this?”
    Gaius dared the humans to defy him with his eyes. Neither did. So odd, humans. They don’t think rationally half the time, and yet here I am, being rational about their irrationality to defeat Typhos.
    “I am counting on you to be truthful about the warehouse and the weapons. My people never attacked such a place, for we cannot sense buildings and weapons and only sought out the places with humans.”
    “Your one weakness,” Petrus said with a warm smile.
    “Don’t get confident. It would only take one wandering Kastori to stumble upon the place, recognize the weap—”
    Gaius froze when he heard the voice in his head.
    “All guardians, come to me. Prepare to take Anatolus. And prepare to take only two survivors. Destroy the rest.”
    Immediately, Gaius grabbed the two humans in the air. His facial expression displayed sorrow and sympathy for the two humans, but they knew the terms of his help. Such violent interrogations and tortures could come at any moment.
    “If you do not know who Mykos is,” Gaius shouted. “Then you will know death!”
    He slammed the humans against the wall numerous times as he felt the presence of Typhos in his head. He brought Petrus before him and sneered.
    “All it takes to save your life is the truth about Mykos,” he said.
    “Never,” Petrus said, looking genuinely angry.
    Gaius yelled out in anger as he threw the two humans against the wall, but this time, they lost consciousness, dropping to the ground. Typhos left his mind, and Gaius cast two quick spells to heal any internal damage they suffered. He cast one more spell—a subliminal spell.
    “ Prepare to attack Typhos in the next week ,” he thought as he cast the spell.
    He walked outside just in time to see Carticus walking toward the temple, a burning building and screaming voices behind him.

 
     
     
     
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    Petrus’ eyes fluttered open. The floor laid in front of him, and his mouth pressed down to the ground. He rolled over and took a few quick breaths, and was surprised his head didn’t ache. He instead felt a sense of looming urgency, but could not pinpoint for what.
    He slowly stood and dusted himself off. He smelled fire and smoke, but such a scent had become so common and pervasive on Monda he thought nothing of it. He looked down at Lance, who was breathing but still unconscious. He gently shook him, knowing they had to get out to the fields quickly. Otherwise, more magicologists would come and inflict punishment they would not heal from.
    Lance groaned softly, then loudly, and sat up in a flash and cursed. Petrus held his shoulders tightly until he knew Lance wouldn’t bring unwanted attention.
    “Wow, Gaius is getting worse with his magic,” Lance said as

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