Published at 21st of February 2026 8:40 pm

Chapter 262 Siege

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Akana Praediars attacks on Torrviol had been blunted initially, but as the 243rd loop proceeded, they redoubled their efforts, now coming from the south instead of the west. Presumably, that meant Cairnmouth had become occupied. Occasionally, Mirian would negotiate with a leadership figure and agree to halt attacks on Torrviol, only to have something happen and the attacks redouble.

It didnt make sense. How much blood is worth the Gate? Who is behind undermining the negotiations? The continued attacks didnt make logical or political sense. The most powerful people in Akanas leadership had to know the stuff about the Gate being a secret weapon was bullshit. There was no rational motivation to throw so many soldiers' lives away. Then theres another hand at work. There must be. Scebur? she wondered. They would have been unhindered by Liuan this cycle. But if Scebur just wanted to look for relics in Baracuel, throwing the country into chaos and war and blowing up libraries and temples was a stupid way to do it.

Either way, she had work to do, and she was still too stubborn to give up.

The defensive scheme she and General Hanaran worked out was that her soldiers would man fortified strong-points with overlapping fields of fire, each of which was connected by passages in the Torrviol Underground. This would force any Akanan forces to commit a large number of soldiers and sorcerers to overwhelm the defenders, but then those concentrations of force could be more easily wiped out by Mirian.

The problem was that she had to sleep sometime. Eventually, the Akanans seemed to settle on a strategy of probing attacks every few hours to try to trigger a response. Theyd gotten better at hiding their artillery in the thick forest south of town, then better at scattering after a probing attack. If Mirian didnt respond, sometimes they then concentrated their forces and assaulted a strongpoint. Torrviol was cut off from reinforcements as long as she kept the Gates aligned as they were, so a war of attrition worked in their favor.

Then, Hanarans diviners noticed a new build up of forces, a clear indication of an incoming attack.

One of the intelligence officers briefed Mirian. Our divination caught glyphs found only in levitation wands and magebane rifles. A lot of them. That means theyve deployed their Sorcerer Elite. Thats Akanas equivalent of the Praetorians.

Something special about these magebane rifles that goes beyond spellpiercer ammo?

Someone high up in the Deeps might be able to tell you more. We just got the need-to-know intelligence.

If its secretive, its probably orichalcum bullets. The Church has less centralized power than the Luminates, so theyve had an easier time using the holy metals as a secret weapon.

How many?

Sorcerer Elite groups deploy as half-companies. Twenty high-myr sorcerers, backed by ten rifles, ten battlemages, and the last ten are communications and officers to coordinate. Given what weve picked up on, theres at least three companies deployed, though there could be more in the rear. The diviners have also picked up glyph mixes that dont align with any military group we know about.

Interesting. Does that mean a unit theyve managed to keep hidden, or some kind of irregular? Are there Baracueli units that match the glyphs youre picking up?

That thought clearly disturbed the intelligence officer. I dont believe so, but well double check. You think?

General Corrmier is a traitor. Its possible some of the Baracueli Army is assisting this operation.

The officers face contorted briefly with rage before he could hide it again. Yes, Prophet, he said, and withdrew.

Mirian looked out from the battlements of Bainrose Castle at the smoldering wreckage that surrounded Torrviol. Months of fighting had filled the fields and woods with broken spell wagons and shattered artillery. The castles west wall had become a pile of rubble, and the southern farms were blackened.

There is no beauty in this, she thought, and wrinkled her nose. When the airship dreadnoughts had burned, the air had become acrid, and the stench had lingered. Nothing seemed to clean it.

Mirian levitated down from the wall and to the courtyard. She blinked beneath it, then went through the Gate.

She emerged, only slightly damp, from the Mahatan Oasis and went to the palace.

Gabriel was in his favorite room, now redecorated with his favorite furniture, surrounded by women and wine. Mirian hadnt asked what hed done with the prince. She spoke in Cuelsin so that most of the people around him wouldnt be able to understand. Im going to be redirecting the Gate soon. That will cut the cycle short, but itll still be longer than the Gate being destroyed.

Gabriel gave her a pointed, mournful look, then looked around. Are you sure you cant just destroy Akanas armies by yourself? Youve trashed one army group, whats a few more? Then he gave a real sigh, and Mirian saw the flicker of an expression she rarely saw on the man. It was like a dark cloud had passed over his face, just for a moment. A glimpse of the man behind the mask.

Did you want to talk? Mirian asked quietly.

His tone was cold and even. What would be the point? Most days I can forget and live in the moment. I do detest not being able to keep anything Ive built. Then he perked up, his emotions back under control. Well, youll have to ask Ibrahim how his little vacation to Mayat Shadr went, because theres no chance of those nagual making it back across the sea. I think a few of them are making the attempt, but Id bet thousand florins they dont make it. No word from the island at all, but Im sure theyre fine. As far as I can tell, every army group Akana has made the crossing, so theres none left to harass Tlaxhuaco. Akana took Palendurio easily, had to bleed a bit to get Cairnmouth, but now theres guerrilla warfare along the farms and villages of the west. Thats screwing up their ability to move east, and without our bloodthirsty friend leading the Rambalda revolt, Alkazarias in a much better position.

Gabriel took a long sip of wine, then continued. Took a few weeks, but once the remains of parliament got it in their heads what was happening, they gave what was left of Dawns Peace and those Naasqual up in Falijmali great deals, then started pulling everything they could north. One of the Baracueli Admirals is moving up and down Persamas coast on his own sea campaign. He cant even harass southern Rift Sea logistics, but what he can do is prevent so much as a gram of foss from moving north. I think he also planned on intercepting trade convoys moving north from Zhighua, but jokes on him, the leviathans already ate them all. Florin City is staying neutralbig shock, Im surebut with the rail lines cut, Akana Praediar simply cant move east. Theyre flying sorties with the smaller airshipscaught that Baracueli admiral off guard at least oncebut I dont think dropping spellbombs on cities is having the effect they thought it would, and the Baracueli navy quickly learned to stay out of range.

Where are they concentrating forces?

Aside from Torrviol? Well, they need a big chunk of the army dedicated to occupation, because Corrmiers a wildcard and they dont trust him. Theres a big buildup north of the Casnevar Mountains and in one of the southern passes. I think the one up north is a feint, and they plan to move south, take Rambalda so they can get the foss flowing again. Once theyve done that, they can start slowly pushing along the Ibaihan River to Alkazara, then grind them down with a siege. Eventually, I think theyd win, but the armies would bleed for a few years.

Gabiel took another sip of wine, then raised his goblet. So there you have it! We finally have an answer to what happens with the Akanan invasion. Well, mostly. Those dreadnoughts fallig out of the sky threw a flush onto a pile of pairs.

Mirian raised an eyebrow. Was that a card metaphor?

Hah! Forgot you dont do those. I still maintain that if the dreadnoughts dont get turned into refuse piles that Akana pulls through much faster and with fewer casualties. Corrmier slaughtering a bunch of priests in the Grand Sanctum, though I honestly dont know why he did that. If he doesnt do that, I dont think you get nearly the kind of irregular resistance around the countryside and Akana could get foss flowing through Rambalda.

That was strange. Corrmier was allied with the noble family that Pontiff Oculo was party of. Without knowing the details of the situation, though, it was hard to say what happened. A falling out between the families? A mistake? Or was Corrmier always going to try to consolidate his power? She thought of what Zhuan had said about elite tendencies.

Mirian mulled over what the other Prophet had told her. And how confident are you that what youve just told me is actually true?

Gabriel laughed. Oh good, you did learn something from all those war history books you read. Fairly confident, because, um He paused, and Mirian felt his aura brushing up against hers. Info both sides, he said through soul-speak.

Youre improving, she said, and glanced around the room trying to guess which of the women were spies, and then which ones were Akanan and which ones were Baracueli.

Yeah. He shivered. Dont like touching minds like that. Feels wrong.

Mirian nodded, but she didnt actually share the sentiment. Sharing auras with a spirit was fascinating. Soul-to-soul communication allowed communication that went beyond words.

Well, hopefully whatever it is we learned from this mess was worth it, Mirian said. Ill swap the Gates as soon as Im back through.

Im sure we learned something, Gabriel said, leaning back in his chair and swirling the wine in his goblet. Youre going to try Operation Oh Shit?

Mirian glowered at him. Its not called that.

The other Prophet snorted. Wish I could watch. If it works, its bound to be the funniest military operation since Car Dunam got an army to charge by mooning them. Well, see you in the dream. Or maybe not. Ill connect Mahatan to you-know-where when youre done on your side. He raised his goblet, and Mirian departed.

She made her way back to Torrviol. The Akanan artillery had started its bombardment. The attack would come soon then. She went to Eyeballs chamber.

Ill ask to swap the Torrviol Gate to the Jiandzhi in a moment. And Gabriel still has permissionuntil I revoke itto manipulate the Mahatan and Palendurio Gate. But first its still bothering me. Why cant you help? You know about the Labyrinth. You know the purpose of Luamin. You live here too.

Eyeball flickered, colors swirling over their carapace. YOU KNOW HOW HUMANS HAVE SILLY POLITICS AND DECIDE TO RUN THINGS IN NONSENSICAL WAYS THAT CAUSE PROBLEMS FOR EVERYONE AND THEN GET REALLY MAD WHEN YOU POINT OUT HOW STUPID THEYRE BEING?

Surely, the Elder Gods moved beyond that.

THEY DID. THEY MOVED BEYOND ALL OF US. BUT YOU ALREADY KNOW HOW IT WORKS.

Do I?

HAVE YOU STOPPED LOOKING OVER YOUR SHOULDER? The Elder creature started flashing their amusement at shoulder.

I see, Mirian said. Even the Elder Gods had a vision for how the world below and void above should be. She had stopped worrying so much about the other Prophets when shed exceeded them all in power and ability. But she still guarded relicariums secret as best she could. Still worried what they would do if they could match her. Too much was at stake for her not to worry. It was the fate of the world, after all. But when the Gods disagree, its the Cataclysm.

Eyeball didnt say anything to that. They were skirting the rules again, but Conductor hadnt come to scold them, so the violations werent too bad.

Mirian sighed. Alright, swap the Gates. Then lets raise the Torrviol Gate to the surface in an hour.

HAHA, YOU ARE QUITE CONFIDENT. THIS IS GOING TO BE FUN.

Wait, how much time do you spend watching me?

Eyeball just flickered in amusement. Mirian shook her head and levitated to the surface, making her way back into Bainrose. General Hanaran started as Mirian suddenly flew beside her. Withdraw all excess forces north. Pare down points to the skeleton crews, and evacuate the southern strongpoints.

General Hanaran nodded, then began giving the orders. Outside, the bombardment continued.

Mirian flew into position above the castle. She cast a series of far-ranging divination spells, then used remote speech to the few mages and gunners who were staying behind. Akanan assault forces are gathering in three prongs: southwest, south, and southeast. Strongpoint five, adjust your target box five degrees west, strongpoint six, two degrees east. Mages, rifles, remember to stay at the edge and pick off the periphery. Retreat in fifty-eight minutes. Set your pocket watches.

The bombardment of Torrviol continued, the ground shaking and air crackling as earthshaker shells and lightning shells periodically slammed into the town. One of the few remaining shield engines took a direct hit, the shell piercing the force shield and destroying the device instantly. One of the strongpoints messaged about wards failing and a passage collapsing. Then, some ten minutes later, the Akanan artillery stopped.

Here they come. She cut the remote speech spell. When shed last fought the Praetorians in the skies of Alkazaria, shed been overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Here, theyd have an even greater advantage, but shed grown more powerful and would have some back up. It would be a fighting retreat, and she had no doubt almost every soldier whod stayed behind would die. As long as they didnt die immediately. She needed the Akanans to commit the majority of their forces. She knew their doctrine. Knew what would make them commit hard to an offensive.

She looked down at the courtyard. Just under an hour. Her messenger had already made it through the newly connected portal. An hour was about how long it would take. She wished shed contacted her father this loop, but theyd both agreed it would be suspicious if they worked too closely together every cycle.

Mirian thought of what Eyeball had implied.

Its not power for powers sake, though. Its power for a good reason. And what alternative is there?

She cast another divination spell. The Sorcerer Elite had taken to the air and were on their way. Mirian looked up, casting a lens spell to survey the incoming forces. Alongside the elite forces, there were battleskiffs flying in formation. Nearby, she caught sight of one of the groups, levitating alongside the airship. Most were wearing breastplates covered with what looked to be orichalcum wire. Some, though, were wearing Akanan suits.

She recognized two of the faces flying with the sorcerers. One of them was Archmage Tyrcast. Another, shed seen at Sylvester Aurums party.

Thats what the anomalous glyphs were. Irregulars, then, but not the kind she could just dismiss.

Akana Praediar hadnt just sent the Sorcerer Elite.

Theyd also sent a bunch of archmages.

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