The Rebirth Of The Beast Tamer-Chapter 105: The Riftspires’s Call

The morning light passed through the twisted cypress trees of the Iron Fens, casting jagged shadows across the Fenheart ruins where the Tide’s Crest camped.

The obelisk’s runes were etched into its blackened stone that glowed faintly, their ominous pulse was a reminder of Cindy’s lingering presence.

Kelvin gripped his staff, with its fire runes blazing through the dark gauntlet that was forged in the Shattered Peaks, which is now enhanced with Verdant Hollow’s ritual runes, griffon feathers, and Fenheart obelisk runes.

His leg wound from the bogstalker battle stung beneath bandages, his ribs were aching, but the monitoring device warning....

"The Sovereign awaits at the Riftspire. Lirien serves. The traitor hides within the Sanctum" kept burned in his mind.

The Veil codex is heavy in his pack, held cryptic symbols that could unmask the Sovereign, and the cloaked figure’s fleeting shadow, its runes glowing in the ruins, gnawed at him.

The suspicion of a Sanctum traitor, possibly tied to Zack’s manipulation, fueled his resolve to hunt Cindy and end her schemes.

Xerion, the End-Tyrant, coiled beside him, with his twenty-foot serpentine form a cascade of crimson and gold scales, scarred but radiant in the dawn’s light.

The Level 8 Legendary’s amber eyes scanned the ruins and his hiss sharp, sensing Veil energy. Their 82% sync ratio roared like a furnace in Kelvin’s chest, anchoring his focus.

Lyra sat nearby, her shadow-etched gauntlet was pulsing with the Peaks’ dark runes, gloomstalker spores, labyrinth vine essence, griffon feathers, and obelisk runes, its glow was steady despite her wounds.

Salaris, her shadow-cloaked raptor, perched on a crumbled wall, her iridescent feathers were blending with the shadows, her talons gleamed with lethal precision.

Lyra’s arm and leg wounds were bandaged, her face was filled with pain, but her eyes burned with determination as she adjusted her gauntlet. "Cindy is at the Riftspire," she said with a sharp voice. "We will stop her and this Sovereign."

Darius leaned against a stone pillar, his arm and shoulder wounds were paining her through bandages, but his eyes were gleamed with fierce determination.

Rhoam, his iron-plated panther, sprawled nearby, his massive paws scratched the ground, his plates were reinforced with Peaks’ ore and bogstalker scales clinking softly. "Zack is tied to the traitor," Darius growled, tossing his soulstone with a flick of his wrist. "We will drag the truth out of Cindy."

Kelvin nodded in agreement with his jaw clenched and his staff raised. "The traitor is close. We will end this." The monitoring device in his pack buzzed, its runes flickering.....

"Riftspire rift active. Rogue tamer and Sovereign influence confirmed. Engage with extreme caution." The warning was urgent, the signal’s flicker was a chilling echo of the Fens’ interference, hinting at sabotage within the Sanctum.

The trio broke into the camp with their beasts trailing, and trekked through the swamp’s murky pools toward the Riftspire. The peak loomed in the distance, its jagged cliffs and blackened stone pulsed with violet energy and the ground were littered with cracked runes that hummed with menace. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Kelvin’s leg shakes, but Xerion’s warmth steadied him. Lyra’s limp was slight, her gauntlet was pulsing as she scanned for Veil energy. Darius’s stride faltered and his wounds was slowing him, but Rhoam’s steady presence kept him moving.

"The codex holds answers," Kelvin said, gripping his staff, the codex’s weight was heavy in his pack. "We will decode it and we will find Cindy and the Sovereign."

Lyra’s eyes narrowed, her gauntlet glowing as she adjusted her bandage. "She’s not alone. The traitor’s covering her tracks." Darius tossed his soulstone, his grin was sharp despite the pain. "Let’s break them both."

The Riftspire’s base was a treacherous maze of jagged rocks with rune-etched crevices, and shallow pools, the cliffs keep pulsing with dark energy, their surfaces scarred with Veil runes matching Cindy’s from the Hollow and Fens.

Xerion’s scales were stiff, his hiss was sharp while sensing the presence of Cindy. Salaris darted ahead, her feathers blended with the shadows, her talons gleamed as she scouted for threats.

The monitoring device flared, its runes flickering: "Riftwraith activity detected. Prepare for engagement." Before Kelvin could respond, the cliffs erupted with a deafening screech.

Riftwraiths, a spectral, humanoid beasts with glowing claws and molten eyes which burst from the crevices, their forms were pulsing with Cindy’s dark runes.

Their psychic screeches hit like a shockwave, conjuring visions of the Sovereign was a cloaked figure with red eyes, and its voice a venomous whisper: "You cannot stop the Veil’s rise."

"Form up!" Kelvin shouted, Xerion rearing, his flames igniting in a blazing arc that lit the cliffs.

He channeled a fire Convergence through the dark gauntlet, enhanced by ritual runes, griffon feathers, and obelisk runes, a searing fire lance erupted from his staff, slicing through a riftwraith’s glowing core.

The beast dissolved in a burst of ash, but the visions were all intensified, the Sanctum’s spires were crumbling, his father’s burning form accusing him of failure.

His heart pounded, guilt clawing at his resolve, but Xerion’s warmth surged through their bond, grounding him like an anchor.

Lyra wove a shadow cage, her gauntlet trembled as tendrils lashed out, pinning two riftwraiths to the rock. Salaris struck from above, her talons rendered a core, but a wraith’s claw clipped her wing, drawing a sharp screech.

Lyra’s face paled, her sister’s ghost accusing her in the vision: "You let me die." She gritted her teeth, blood dripped from her leg as she tightened her cage, her voice raw. "I won’t fail her!" The tendrils crushed a wraith’s core, shattering it in a burst of violet light.

Darius fired soulstone blasts, the gem-enhanced green light that was boosted by shadow claws and griffon feathers, exploding across a riftwraith, obliterating its core.

Rhoam charged, his iron bulk crushing another, his plates deflecting a glowing claw. The visions hit Darius hardest—his village burned in flames, the Sovereign’s whisper echoing through the inferno.

"I am done running!" he bellowed, this time his blasts was precise despite the blood seeping from his shoulder, shattering another core with a deafening crack.

The riftwraiths were relentless, their spectral forms were regenerating, their screeches amplified the visions with every strike. One lunged at Kelvin and its claws grazed his chest, tearing through his armor and drawing blood.

He cursed, channeling a second Convergence, while Xerion’s flames roared into a fiery vortex that incinerated the wraith and its core exploded in a shower of sparks.

Lyra dodged a claw swipe, but a wraith’s talon raked her arm, reopening her bandage and drawing pain out of it. She staggered, but Salaris’s talons ripped through the wraith, saving her in a blur of feathers and claws.

Darius took a direct hit, a wraith’s claw stroke his flank, his concussion flared as blood dripped from his brow, but Rhoam’s charge crushed the wraith, its core bursted under the panther’s iron weight.

"We are losing ground!" Darius shouted, the visions were shaking his resolve. "She is tearing us apart!"

Kelvin’s mind raced, the Sovereign’s visions merged with the rift’s pulse, You will fail. You are nothing. His grip trembled, the image of the Sanctum’s fall flashed before him.

"No!" he roared, shaking off the illusions, his staff blazed with fire runes. "Focus on the cores! We will hit them together!" He pointed to the glowing cores in the wraiths’ chests, pulsing with dark energy, the key to their destruction.

Lyra nodded, her eyes were fierce despite the pain, weaving a multi-layered rune net that pinned three riftwraiths, its tendrils tightened like a vice. Salaris darted between them and her talons slashed the cores with surgical precision, while her screeches were cutting through the chaos.

Darius steadied himself, his grin returned as he unleashed a radial soulstone blast, the gem-enhanced explosion that shattered the two cores in a blinding flash.

Rhoam roared, his iron plates deflected a claw strike, and his charge crushed another core, while the wraith collapsed in a heap of ash.

Kelvin channeled a piercing fire lance, Xerion’s flames surged through the dark gauntlet and the beam lanced through a final riftwraith’s core.

The beast screeched its body and dissolved in a burst of violet light, the visions faded as the cliffs fell silent. The trio collapsed, their breaths ragged, their beasts were battered but alive.

Kelvin’s chest bled, but he stumbled to Lyra, checking her arm wound, fresh but shallow. She leaned on Salaris, her face was weak but determined, the raptor’s talons dripped with wraith essence.

Darius clutched his flank, blood soaked his bandages, but Rhoam’s steady presence kept him upright, the panther’s plates gleamed despite the scratches.

"We beat her wraiths," Kelvin said, the visions were gone from his mind.

Lyra nodded, her gauntlet was dim but steady as she adjusted her bandage. "These runes are Cindy’s. She is in the Riftspire." Darius tossed his soulstone, his grin was weak but sharp. "Let’s end her game."

They searched the cliffs, scavenging loot from the wreckage: riftwraith claws pulsing with speed-enhancing energy, their tips shimmering with soulstream power, and psychic shards glowed with mental resistance to counter psychic attacks.