The Rebirth Of The Beast Tamer-Chapter 106: The Riftspires’s Call 2

Kelvin’s chest was bleeding, but he stumbled to Lyra, checking her arm wound which was fresh but shallow. She leaned on Salaris, her face was weak but determined and 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 will beat her wraiths," Kelvin said, and all 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.

"Split it evenly," Kelvin said, dividing the claws among them for their gear and taking extra shards to enhance his staff’s defenses against mental assaults.

The monitoring device flared and its message popped up: "Lirien’s trail leads to Riftspire summit. Traps detected. Proceed with extreme caution."

The warning confirmed her presence, the signal’s flicker hinting at a traitor’s sabotage within the Sanctum, possibly tied to Zack or someone higher.

They began their climbing up the Riftspire, navigating jagged paths that was lined with rune-etched stones that pulsed with dark energy.

Xerion moved beside Kelvin, his scales bristled, his hiss were sharp as he sensed traps hidden in the cliffs. Salaris darted ahead, with her talons clicking on the rocks, scouting for threats with her keen eyes.

Rhoam’s plates clinked, his massive form guarding the rear, his scratches from the Fens slowing him but not stopping his relentless pace.

The trio’s wounds throbbed, Kelvin’s chest and leg, Lyra’s arm and leg, Darius’s flank and shoulder but their steps were steady and their resolve was unbroken by the looming threat of the Riftspire.

As they ascended a narrow path, a trap triggered the rune-etched boulders rolled down the path, their surfaces glowed with Veil energy, which was aimed to crush them.

"Move!" Kelvin shouted, Xerion rearing, his flames were ignited in a blazing arc that burned a boulder to ash, its core were shattered in a burst of sparks.

Lyra wove a shadow net, her gauntlet flaring as tendrils bound another boulder, Salaris’s talons slashing its glowing core with a screech.

Darius fired a soulstone blast, the green light were enhanced by shadow claws that shattering a third boulder, while Rhoam’s charge crushed the remaining ones, his iron plates deflected a stray shard.

The trap collapsed, the boulders were dissolved into ash, but a new vision hit the Sovereign’s red eyes, its whisper was chilling: "The traitor is near."

Kelvin shook off the vision, his staff blazed, leading them higher. "Stay sharp!" he called with his voice steady despite the pain in his chest.

The path was widened into a steep incline, the cliffs pulsed faster, while the runes were glowing brighter with each step. Salaris screeched, while signaling a threat ahead, and the trio braced themselves as they reached a plateau just below the Riftspire’s summit.

The ground was scarred with dark runes, and at its center stood a towering rift altar, its surface were etched with Cindy’s signature that pulsed with violet energy that shook the stone beneath their feet.

Before they could approach, the cliffs erupted again. Shadowdrakes—winged, serpentine beasts with glowing fangs and molten scales which burst from the crevices, their roars conjured visions of the Sovereign and Zack, where their voices were accusing.....

"You failed. You are nothing." The drakes’ fangs gleamed with Veil energy, their wings were beating with a force that rattled the plateau.

"Form up!" Kelvin shouted, Xerion rearing, his flames igniting in a blazing arc. He channeled a fire Convergence, enhanced by ritual runes and obelisk runes, a piercing fire lance slicing through a shadowdrake’s core, the beast dissolving in a burst of ash.

Lyra wove a shadow cage, pinning two drakes with her gauntlet trembling as Salaris’s talons rendered their cores, her screeches echoed across the plateau.

Darius fired a radial soulstone blast, the gem-enhanced the light that shattered three cores, while Rhoam’s charge crushed another, his plates deflected a fang strike.

The visions became intensified—the Sovereign’s red eyes, the Sanctum burning, Zack’s laughter, but the trio fought through, with their beasts in perfect synchronization, their movements was a dance of fire, shadow, and iron.

A shadowdrake lunged at Kelvin, its fangs grazed his shoulder, drawing blood through his armor. He cursed, channeling a fiery vortex, Xerion’s flames incinerated the drake, its core exploded in a shower of sparks.

Lyra took a hit, a drake’s wing clipped her side, reopening her leg wound. She staggered, crying out, but Salaris’s talons saved her, shredding the drake’s core in a blur of feathers.

Darius dodged a fang strike, but a drake’s claw raked his chest, his wounds flaring as blood dripped. Rhoam’s charge crushed the drake and its core bursted under the panther’s iron weight.

"We can’t let them pin us!" Kelvin shouted, his voice was raw, the visions were clawing at his resolve. "Hit the cores!" He pointed to the glowing cores in the drakes’ chests, which pulsed with dark energy.

Lyra nodded, her eyes were fierce, weaving a multi-layered shadow cage that trapped three drakes, its tendrils were tightened with crushing force.

Salaris darted between them, her talons slashed the cores with deadly precision. Darius steadied himself, his grin returned while firing a radial blast that shattered two cores in a blinding flash.

Rhoam roared, his iron bulk crushed another core, the drake collapsed in a heap of molten scales.

Kelvin channeled a piercing fire lance, Xerion’s flames surged through the gauntlet, obliterating a final core. The shadowdrakes dissolved, their roars faded and the visions vanished as the plateau fell silent. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The trio collapsed, their breaths ragged, their beasts battered but alive. Kelvin’s shoulder bled, but he checked on Lyra, her side wound were fresh but shallow.

She leaned on Salaris, the raptor’s talons dripped with drake essence. Darius clutched his chest with blood soaking his bandages, but Rhoam’s steady presence kept him upright, the panther’s plates gleamed despite the gouges.

"We are close," Kelvin said, wiping blood from his shoulder. "Cindy is at the summit." Lyra nodded, her gauntlet was dim but steady. "The altar is hers. We will take it down."

They searched the plateau, scavenging for loot from the wreckage: shadowdrake fangs pulsing with speed-enhancing energy, their tips were shimmering with soulstream power, and rift runes glowed with power amplification which was etched with Veil patterns.

"Split it evenly," Kelvin said, dividing the fangs among them for their gear and giving Lyra extra runes to enhance her gauntlet’s bindings.

The monitoring device flared, its message was urgent:

"Rift active at Riftspire summit. Sovereign’s power is imminent. Engage now."

The warning set their path, the signal’s flicker hinted at a traitor’s interference, possibly tied to Zack or a higher ranking Sanctum member.

They climbed to the summit, a vast platform where the rift altar pulsed with violet energy, its runes matched Cindy’s. A carved slab lay nearby, etched with chilling words: "The Sovereign commands and Cindy delivers. The traitor’s runes shield us."

Kelvin’s heart sank, the traitor’s involvement was undeniable, their identity was still hidden. Before they could approach the altar, a shadow flickered—the cloaked figure, their runes were glowing, then vanishing into a crevice. "Cindy!" Kelvin shouted with it’s staff blazing, but no response came.

A trap triggered rune-etched chains erupted from the ground, glowing with Veil energy, aiming to bind them. "Move!" Kelvin shouted, Xerion’s flames burned a chain to ash and its core were shattered.

Lyra’s shadow net bound another, while Salaris’s talons slashed its core. Darius’s blast shattered a third, Rhoam’s charge crushed the rest. The trap collapsed, but a vision hit the Sovereign’s red eyes, whispering: "The traitor is among you."

Kelvin shook it off, leading them to the altar. "We destroy it," he said, his voice firm. But the altar pulsed, and a new threat emerged—rift claws, massive, insectoid beasts with glowing pincers and armored shells, their roars conjured visions of the Sovereign, Zack, and the Sanctum’s fall.

"Form up!" Kelvin shouted, Xerion’s fire lance sliced a riftclaw’s core. Lyra’s shadow cage pinned two, Salaris’s talons were rending them.

Darius’s radial blast shattered three cores, Rhoam’s charge crushd another. The rift claws fell and their visions faded.

They approached the altar and found a coded tablet: "The Sovereign’s rift opens soon. Cindy prepare. The traitor’s name is hidden."

They collected rift claw pincers and altar runes, splitting them evenly, Darius toke extra runes for his soulstone’s power. The monitoring device flared: "Rift imminent. Sovereign’s power is critical. Unity is your strength."

They camped on the summit, Kelvin’s fire casted shadows. Lyra bandaged her side, Darius fed Rhoam, and they shared stories—Darius’s rival tamer was defeated, Lyra’s sister’s courage, Kelvin’s tale of Xerion’s battles.