The Great Enemy

Trrshikrhl Velhyez Ywnmryr…

Come to me, daughter of Lightning, frost, and the winds.

Circe's eyes snapped open; her consciousness was drawn from the darkness of unconsciousness so fast it was almost as if she was experiencing whiplash.

'Archie...oh Archie... I'm so sorry.'

She had fainted, and she did not know what happened when the explosion reached its crescendo, but a voice whispering words of madness entered her heart and she found herself digging her way through the ground.

Come to me….

She noted at the back of her head that Archimedes was no longer beside her and also her left leg was broken, not counting the numerous broken ribs and an eye sealed shut with blood.

Come to me…

With a pained groan, she dug her way faster through the ground, the voice that sounded so familiar and alien at the same time drew her like an iron filling to a magnet.