Flindra sat on a couch in the anteroom with her feet propped
up on a stool and had a warm lap rug thrown over her legs. Luta and Anthela
were with her to keep the fire going and to see to her needs, but she was no
longer aware of their presence. She held the White loosely in her hand and the
lids of her eyes were half-closed, reflecting her state of profound relaxation.
She’d been very successful tapping into the mysterious energies emanating from
the Spirit that resonated through the entirety of His Creation. She had
started thinking of this energy signature as the Spirit’s Pulse, which is how
all the others now referred to it.
She waited with her mind stilled so she could spot any change
that would betray the Valkea’s presence. Flindra felt very much as if she were
staring at the smooth surface of a reflecting pool, just waiting for a ripple
to alert her that something was moving within the depths, something now
concealed by the glassy facade.
Kalmar and Gegen were present on the edges of her field of
awareness and she was pleased. It had been difficult for them to reach this
state of relaxation and deep awareness. They were both men of decisive action
and resolute energy and initially they had found it challenging to sink into
such a state of passive inactivity. Their unrelenting desire to succeed had
eventually carried them into this meditative state so they were now all joined
together in an awareness of the Spirit’s Pulse. Their crystals acted
synergistically to strengthen this link so although they were separated by
space they were effectively one. They were three hunters patiently waiting for
the quarry to come into their field of view so they could spring into action.
Kewero was also part of the joining for she’d taken her
place in the crystal cave and was intimately aware of their efforts for their
connection caused a visible rhythm in the pulsating lights in the cave. The
rhythm amplified her perception of the network, but she didn’t join in with the
chorus of power. She needed to see more than just the activities of the
Valkea. There were other sources of evil in the world, and she needed to keep
a close watch on them too. Vetlok had tried to draw upon the powers of the
evil seed during his battle with Flindra and it was possible the Valkea might
try to link with others to increase her powers. Kewero waited in watchful
attentiveness so she could alert the Champions to any other danger.
Leitho sensed the psychic joining of the Champions as well
as Kewero’s attentive overview of the entire situation, but he remained more
detached than any of them. Sannhet filtered his discernment of the Spirit’s
pulse so it wasn’t as sharp and he had the distinct impression that he needed
to remain somewhat distant so he could be a contact to the soldiers around him.
The Champions were closely focused on the Valkea; Kewero was one step further
away so she could see the activities of more than the Darkness beneath Muluk’s
Pass. He was one layer more distant yet and would be aware of the human scale
of this battle. Thus, they were all ready to act in their assigned positions
as soon as the Valkea surfaced.
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