‘What will you do?’
‘Die…but perhaps in doing so I can finally do some good.’ With that,the magician took a great breath and formed a deepSummoning stance. ‘Come. Lend me your strength,’ he said and Samuel moved to behind the man, placing his hands on Balten’s back and adding all the power he could still muster.
‘It’s not enough, Samuel!’ Balten said after a time. ‘I need much more!’
‘I don’t have any more!’ Samuel said, but,despite his own words,he closed his eyes and searched deeper, pulling at the ether around him with all his will, and scouring his insides for any last vestiges of power. It was difficult to believe that so much power had been his before, and he had accepted the fact unquestioningly. Now, he felt howhardit was for normal magicians to gather magic. It was frustratingly difficult work to compel the ether to hand over its strength and he had always taken it for granted.
‘More, Samuel! Do you want to live or not?’ Balten shouted at him.
Samuel redoubled his efforts and his head began to swim. A faint whispering sounded at the back of his mind and Samuel could hear a dark voice speaking to him, whispering promises in the Ancient Lick. It was calling to him, pleading to him, offering its power in exchange for a bargain. It knew what he wanted and he whispered back to the voice, ‘Yes!’
At that moment, more dark magic began to spill into him, channelled into him from another realm. He swallowed it and transformed it into raw power that he, in turn, fed into Balten.
‘That’s it, Samuel!’ Balten called. ‘I can feel it! We’re nearly there.’
All the while, the voice inside Samuel was chattering with laughter, but Samuel did not care. His only intention was to save his son.
Balten kept his mind on forging two Great Spells. One of them was unknown to Samuel, but the other was obviously an attempt at a Journey spell. Balten did well with the core of the spell, but Samuel guided him, filling in the crucial missing details. Balten had obviously been working on a version of the spell himself, and perhaps had been gleaning parts of its making from Eric, but he was far from perfecting it on his own.
Finally, Balten breathed a heavy sigh of relief and Samuel took it as a sign that all was finished, and he stepped away. Two great bodies of magic throbbed around him, readied to be unleashed.
‘That’s enough,’ Balten said. ‘I must go now if there is still to be time.’
‘Go? To where?’ Samuel asked him.
‘To save you, so that you can save the world.’ With that,Balten released his first Great Spell, and lines of sparkling jade began to run across his face. They met and joined in a latticework of green across his skin and,as each tessellation closed, his skin changed appearance, growing shiny and hard, transmuting into translucent crystal. Bit by bit Balten was transformed by his magic, until he had become a man of tinted diamond. His clothes, too, had become part of his physical form, fused into him and changed into such crystal. He rolled his eyes to Samuel and his voice rumbled like the trembling of the earth. ‘I cannot be killed like this, but I will only live a short time. It should be enough to do my work.’
The Journey spell still remained and it was enough to guess the tall magician’s plan.
‘Do you think you can shatter the star, even like this?’
‘I will try,’ Balten boomed. ‘This body is harder than any stone, whether it be from the heavens or not.’
Looking at the man’s crystal form, Samuel remembered something. ‘When I was fighting with Grand Master Anthem, a spear of glass saved me. Was it your doing?’
But Balten only shook his head. ‘Whatever happened, it was no act of mine. I was busy here all the while, although I would readily have saved you if I could. I once told you, Samuel, that only I can teach you what you need to know. Do you remember that day?’
‘I remember. I’ve been waiting a long time for those lessons to begin.’
Balten managed a crystal smile. ‘They began from the first day that I met you, and now they are complete. I cannot be your teacher any more, for I have nothing left to teach. I hope you have learnt well.’
‘I always thought you were mocking me-even trying to kill me. But it is true. You have taught me much, without ever uttering a word of advice.’
‘I never lied to you, Samuel. If anything, I have only ever been brutally honest with you in hope that you would find your way. True wisdom cannot be grafted from one place to another, Samuel. Its seeds can only be thrown to the wind, and left to become what they may. I thought to pass you some of my knowledge, but I think I ended up learning more from you. I always thought I was doing the right thing by joining Cang-I suppose I still do. We only wanted to save the world, but perhaps we should have gone about it in a different way. Everything seems so clear now, here at the end of the world. If only it could have been like that at the beginning.’
‘The future is never clear,’ Samuel responded. ‘I once saw Cintar shrouded in ruin, with black-cowled things walking the streets and terrorising the people. I always assumed that some awful battle would eventually take place,as I had foreseen, and then the High Tower of the palace would fall, but,in my time beneath Mount Karthma,I figured the true meaning of this vision. It was meddling of the Order that I saw. They have filled the streets with fear and destroyed their own ambitions. In a way, we would truly be better off without magic, if those that choose how to use it cannot be trusted.’
‘All forms of power can and will be abused, Samuel, as long as man is driven by his greed. After all, power is only what you can frighten others into giving you. Perhaps that will change one day, but not any time soon from what I have seen. I would like to talk more of such things, but we have little time left. Samuel, I want to tell you one more thing before I go.’
‘What is it?’
‘I am sorry-for everything that has happened to you. You did not deserve to lose so many of your loved ones. It has never been your fault.’ Even with his crystal expression, the man looked sincere. ‘The Circle is broken and the fate of the world is now yours. Goodbye.’
Samuel was about to respond when Balten vanished. Samuel could not see the after-effect, but he could feel magic energy tearing in after him, into the hole in the ether that Balten had made, until it sealed itself shut and the chamber was still again.
There was nothing else to do and so Samuel prepared himself to leave. He wouldjourney away and hope that Balten’s plan to somehow disrupt Starfall was successful. If not, he would probably never feel the difference.
He squatted once more by the body of the woman he had loved, and touched the side of her cheek with his finger. Everyone he knew had died and,for the second time, he had lost the one he had cherished most. This time, it was almost too much to bear, and he considered just sitting down and waiting for it all for end. Perhaps he could find peace in that endless quiet after death took him? But something stirring inside him would not let him. She had charged him with finding and saving their son, and so he could not give up. He never would, as long as there was some strength left in him.
He left the underground chamber and found his way through the narrow passages of the temple and out into the rocky Valley of the Ancients. It was late morning now, but the Star of Osirah seemed to be larger than ever, directly above. Its tail had gone, leaving just a circle of silver fire in the sky, like a tiny angry moon. A tiny flicker appeared across it and then the white-hot circle separated and broke into a dozen smaller pieces that began to spread silently across the sky, surrounded by countless tiny specks that flashed and faded from view. Some of the remaining pieces tumbled about and disappeared altogether, but the others began to trail fire as they moved apart.
‘He’s done it!’ a voice said and Samuel turned to see Cang come struggling from the temple mouth. He reached the stairs, but came tumbling down them like a rag doll, rolling to a juddering halt at Samuel’s feet. He struggled several times to sit up, but Samuel would not help him. In the end, he seemed content to lie face down upon the sand.