“Let the earth move,” Kaelen said. “Properly. For once.”
“So what do you want?” Kaelen asked. Et Geowizards Crack
The creature convulsed, its map-features dissolving into harmless contour lines that blew away as dust. “Let the earth move,” Kaelen said
“Et Geowizard,” it hissed. The sound was the scrape of tectonic plates. “You came.” “Let the earth move
The creature laughed. The ground hummed. “The crack you were sent to fix is a symptom. I am the source. Every time you wizards suture a fault, you push the pressure deeper. You’ve been corking a volcano for three hundred years. Now the cork is in my throat.”
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