Dark Device of the Great Chasm by C. B. Ash

Race Against Time and Terrors!

A chance discovery of an old journal propels Windtracer Tela Kioni into an expedition to the depths of the Great Chasm on the far end of the Planus continent to recover a lost, and possibly lethal, relic of the Ancient Order.

It’s a race against time and the bloodthirsty Crimson Company mercenary guild to reach the relic first. Along the way, Tela will have to deal with the terrors, and her own nightmares, of the Great Chasm and the mysterious backer of the Crimson Company, a man who seeks to rebuild the Ancient Order, no matter the deadly cost.

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Summer, 1277, deep in the rain forest of the Chivit Continent

It wasn’t my best day.

I tore through the curtain of cobwebs like they weren’t even there, then bolted for the doorway. The doors were still open, but the wood I had jammed between them and their doorframe wasn’t going to last long. A pathetic groan echoed through the ante-chamber around me, followed by the staccato sound of wood splintering.

Correction, those wooden braces weren’t going to last another few seconds. I ran faster.

Stone dust was like a fogbank. My clothes and hair were stiff with it and seeing past it felt like a bad joke. Specifically, on me. Gulping down air, I lengthened my stride, sprinting like a madwoman for the only way I knew out.

Then I was through. Past the stone dust, thick cobwebs, and pale-skinned, giggling, scrambling nightmares with too many arms. Little things that were all too eager for me to sit and stay awhile. I threw myself forward into the wall of heat and humidity that was part and parcel of Anestri’for, the ‘Great Jungle’ on Chivit.

Landing on my hands and knees, I drank in the smell of wet grass and foliage. The feel of damp earth was a delight. Best of all? The sound of the stone doors slamming shut on the writhing mass of bodies with too many arms trying to follow me. They weren’t giggling as the doors shut in their face, but snarling.

I hauled my aching body into a sitting position, then placed a dust-covered satchel in front of me. Thunder rolled around in the clouds overhead. I glanced up.

“Hourly thunderstorm. Right on time. At least it’s not a magic storm.”

“Good job, Tela.” I congratulated myself. “Alive, limbs in one piece, and you found it.”

Shaking my head, I reached for the flap on the bag to check the condition of my find. The last thing I needed was to get it back to Ishnanor in a thousand pieces. I didn’t manage to open the bag. A yell to my right gave me better things to think about.

A man dressed in mercenary leathers, and a belted tunic had shoved his way out of the underbrush. Dirty, mud-stained, he leered at me like a prize or fresh caught prey. I shot daggers back at him with a glare. Sad to say, he didn’t seem impressed.

“Here!” he bellowed. “She’s here! Tell Vargas! I’ve found the Windtracer! She’s got the relic!”

“Hells!”

I was on my feet and past a stand of briza-taeda ferns to my right before the mercenary took another step. Shouts filled the Anestri’for jungle air behind me. I ran faster.

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