Revelation (Seeds of Humanity: The Cobalt Heresy) Read Online Free

energy—and I wanted to see it happen. I had never seen Magos Antolin in action before, and while we weren’t exactly on the best of terms, I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to gauge his abilities for a plethora of reasons.
    Without closing my eyes, I summoned the glyphs and symbols to my mind which would form a spell allowing me to temporarily see the form his magic would take. Different forms of magic (Augury, Somnomancy, Summoning, etc..) have different colors when viewed through certain magical lenses and this simple spell would let me see that aura, as well as the rough shape and size of the equations and structures he would employ to create his desired effect. This particular spell, often referred to as Mage Sight, was taught to anyone who showed magical talent so it was very easy to conjure.
    The Magos and Master of House Wiegraf soared toward the juggernaut, the shimmering field surrounding him growing in brightness the closer he got to his target. Once my own spell of Augury was completed, which required a miniscule amount of energy, I could see what he was going to employ and it shook me to the core.
    Not only was the size of the spell he was about to cast huge, fully ten times the size of my own previous focus key-assisted manifestation, but it burned with a sickly, orange color. I knew then what I had suspected for months: my Master, Magos Antolin Wiegraf, was a Necromancer. Necromancy, or magic binding the bodies and souls of living (or previously living) creatures, was the only type of magic bearing that particular aura.
    It appeared as though there were several spells at work simultaneously, and after I studied it for the fleeting seconds it existed he discharged its awful power directly into the form of the lumbering siege juggernaut. My simple Mage Sight spell operating at such a great distance was unable to ascertain exactly what those spells were individually. I did note, however, that his staff and his robes pulsated in unison with a rich, blue color which stood out from the other hues made visible by Mage Sight.
    The final effect was less visually spectacular than I expected it would be, with barely a flash of visible, orange light accompanying a low, droning sound which swept across the terrain like a shockwave almost below the range a human ear could detect.
    However, the entire assembled host surrounding the juggernaut ceased their forward motion as one and the flyers fell from the sky almost instantly, their forms having gone rigid. One of them fell onto the ramparts near to my position, and its body impacted with that horrible cracking sound I had learned to mean bones snapping beneath skin.
    To my surprise, the body of the monster did not transform into the wine-colored ooze like the previous ones. It simply lay motionless there, prompting the soldiers atop the walls to surround it with their spears. A gust of wind came in the instant before first spear was thrust into its lifeless form, which blasted the body apart into a shower of dust or ash which disappeared almost immediately after taking to the wind.
    I looked back out over the battlefield and could not find the shimmering field of Antolin’s wards. I scanned for the light of the juggernaut’s ‘head,’ and at first I saw nothing. I felt a measure of elation that somehow Master Antolin had dealt the final blow of the battle and, indeed, had brought down the colossus.
    Then my hopes were dashed as I saw something slowly rising from the ground. The brightness of its green, pulsating light had faded significantly, but it was still there. After reaching its feet it paused before resuming its march toward our wall, this time without its fellows as the rest of the invaders were motionless. Antolin hadn’t done the entire job single-handedly, but now there was just the lumbering monstrosity to deal with.
    I took a deep breath and calmed myself; it looked like I was going to have to try it after all.
    Deep within my mind I searched for the