“They’re alive?” My uncle asked incredulously. “I did NOT see that coming. I was positive they were both dead.” Nat made a high pitched sound and everyone glared at Zeke, who cleared his throat. “I mean, glad to hear they’re ok. Hopefully we can help get them out of there.”

I rolled my eyes. “So based on the recordings, what the actual fuck is that place? I thought catalysts for racial traits had to be specially made.”

“They do, except when they’re passed directly from one person to another.” My mom said bluntly. “That fountain thing is clearly the corpse of a powerful Wendigo. I did think it was weird you’d run into one of them, nevermind a pack of them.”

I blinked in confusion. “So what, this is some kind of Wendigo God?”

“No.” Said Zeke in exasperation. “Not everything is a god. Your experience isn’t indicative of real life. It’s probably an A or B-ranker. Or at least the corpse of one. Based on what you saw, it looks like it’s been slowly eroding over the course of millennia.”

That made sense. “So…what are the fountains?”

“Calcifications.” My mom said with a shrug. “Word of the ‘Heart of Winter’ spread over time. Not enough to have a large scale presence in history, but the renown was enough to affect things. The red and black is lamentation liquid, like you saw before. You were right about that being how they were supercharging the Wendigos. Seems like it’s fairly slow, thankfully, or at least resistable.”

“So we need to hurry!” Said Nat in a panicked voice. “What if they break? We need to go get them now. Break in the front and blow the whole place sky high.”

“We can’t rush.” I argued. “They’ve been down there for months. They can last a bit longer. I know seeing Valk like that was hard, but we only get one shot at this. More than two people are at stake. We cut the head off the snake, and then hit Valen like a hammer and take out as many as we can. To do that we need to minimize losses destroying the Heart. Work smarter not harder.”

Chelsea raised a hand. “I might have an idea about that.” My sister said hesitantly. “Given how Enshrining Darkness destabilizes Purifying Flame, maybe a sufficiently powerful purifying force could set the lamentation liquid off the same way. But just lighting off a single pool wouldn’t do it.”

“Well, they seem to be introducing it through those calcifications, Let me check something.” I pulled the recording back up. It took me a few passes given all the distortion nearby, but I was able to identify a series of black red gems set into the base of the calcifications, pretty much underneath the water.

That explained the corrosion, the water was soaking the lamentation liquid out like a flavor crystal in some drink mix, which corrupted the water, which corroded the calcification, which I was pretty sure was speeding up the release of the water.

But I could see Chelsea’s point, and I understood her idea. “I could pull that off.” I said slowly. “If I hit the pylon with a Life Nova it should at least damage those gems, even if it doesn’t cause them to explode, which I think I can influence by monkeying with the imagery of the technique a bit. I can use Beelzebub to hit half of them at once, then Double Trouble and hit the other half. Within seconds.”

“Ok…but what is that going to do to the actual Heart?” Asked Callie worriedly. “The reaction from those two forces destabilizing will either fail to do anything or cause a BIG boom. Even if you tip it towards boom we still have to get the innocents out of there, not to mention save our people.”

I frowned. She was right. If we just blew the whole chamber everyone would die. Even if we saved Valk and Cicero we’d be essentially detonating the place on hundreds of completely innocent victims who were just being used as mook fodder.

“Bethy?” I asked quietly. “Think you could sneak in and grab them up before the blast?”

She hesitated. “I don’t know Shane. That’s a lot of people. Not to mention they’re stuck and won’t have any idea what’s going on. If they start straining to get out it could damage my Domain. One person resisting a Domain with their soul is one thing, hundreds at once is…something else.”

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“That shouldn’t be an issue.” Said Zeke. “They’re not aware. At least not until the liquid hits them and starts the thaw. They won’t be resisting, they’re completely dormant.”

“Well I should be able to do it then. But I’ll be too busy to fight any of the Wendigos. There are a lot of them down there.” She looked worried. “We’d need some sort of cover. Is there anything we can do to make a lot of noise?”

I frowned, thinking over who we had with us. If we wanted to hit Valen at full force, minimizing the involved parties was best. Beelzebub could blow all the fountains, leaving me open to help with whatever diversion we used, and they WOULD attack me, but being here was a giant red flag. If there wasn’t a clear and present danger they would start looking for traps.

I stared at the giant hulking corpse with the grey water pouring from its chest hole. I frowned. That stuff was clearly bad news, even without the lamentation liquid, but combined, they were worse. I had my own secret sauce I could add to the mix. “Hey Abel.” I said slowly. “Do you think you could redirect that tide of muck with a spatially lubricated tube?”

He frowned thoughtfully. “I mean…probably? Based on what they said it’s not really high ranking liquid, more like the runoff of the degrading corpse. The Impact doesn’t LOOK too high to be manageable.”

“I have a plan.” I said after a minute. “It’s a bit of a long shot. Nat, you have today’s wishes left? Because we’re going to need a few answers to some very specific questions. I don’t want to commit to this without confirming the interactions here. Not just the explosions for the lamentation gems, but how my own corrosive energy could affect the water.”

She seemed almost surprised to hear my voice, and I frowned at her worriedly. “Hey, guys, talk over the details for entry with my mom and Zeke?” I said to the others. “I want to talk to Nat real quick.”

Grabbing my cousin by the shoulders, I steered her over to one side of the cave, triggering Bael and shrouding us both. When we had privacy, I took off my mask so she could see my concern. “Hey, are you doing ok?” I asked softly. “I know this is rough. I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now.”

“I’m fine.” She scowled. “We don’t have time for this. We need to get going. We have to-”

“No.” I said flatly. “That’s not how we do this. Yes, sooner is better, but we’re hidden down here. They’re not looking for us, they don’t know where we are, and frankly, we’re safer here under their nose than anywhere except the volcano, and even that’s pretty close. Tell me where your head is at.”

She let out a frustrated growl. “It doesn’t MATTER. I just want to save Valk. Please. We can talk later, just don’t let my friend die. I can’t lose anyone else.”

I nodded slowly. “Alright. You’re in the Domain. Chelsea and Jessie will be with you. Purification and healing should help fix him up, but I bet he’s going to be out of it when they cut him loose. Save him. But we’re going to take a minute before we go.”

“We don’t have time for that!” She shouted angrily. “This is a huge waste of energy, why did you even pull me aside for this talk in the first place.”

I smiled sadly at her. “Natalie. Your hands are bleeding.”

She froze, then looked down slowly to see the hot drops of red dripping down her curled fingers, splattering onto the snow and send up nearly imperceptible curls of steam. “That’s not…I don’t-”

“Valk is going to need you to be ok.” I said as I reached down and uncurled my cousin’s fingers, prying her nails out of her palms. “It’s not fair, but he’s going to be in bad shape, and he needs you to be strong. It won’t help calm him down if you’re hurting yourself. So take a second, take a breath, and I’ll send Jessie over here to heal your hands and make those wishes. She’s our biggest nerd anyway, so she can trim the questions down to the least expensive options.”

Her eyes blurred with tears. “What if I can’t fix him?” She whispered. “What if this was too much and he’s broken forever?”

“That’s the question we all live with every day.” I said sadly. “We’re all nothing but the hero of our own stories. We just have to hope they aren’t tragedies. But Valk has a lot of good friends, and we’re all stubborn. He’ll get that happy ending if we have anything to say about it. This isn’t where his story ends. I can feel it.”

She took a deep breath, wiped her face, and nodded, eyes hardening with determination. “You’re right. We might not be competing anymore but we’re still Ascendants. If this was enough to stop us we never would have made it this far. I guess I let myself forget that.”

“Happens to everyone.” I shrugged. “I just have the benefit of having my kickass wife in my head to smack some sense into me before I start to really spiral. Trust me, back when I was getting started I had crises of faith like…daily.”

“Well sure.” She said with a smirk. “You’re a giant baby. But I expect better of myself little cousin. I have to set an example.”

We exchanged a quick hug, and then I left her to compose herself as I sent Jessie over (she’d gotten some chits from Celine to pay for the wishes) to confirm our information before the raid. I headed over then to check on Abel.

My mentor was leaning against the cave wall staring out the exit when I approached. “Time to go?” He asked lazily.

“Not yet.” I said with a shake of my head. “We’re still getting confirmation. I just wanted to check on you. See if you were ok. Seeing Cicero like that was-”

“Annoying.” He cut me off. “But honestly it might be good for him. My brother’s reach exceeds his grasp. Having some humility tortured into him isn’t the worst thing for his life expectancy. I didn’t love seeing it, but he’s alive. It’s better than I expected. Maybe this will be enough of a push to keep him that way in the long run.”

I whistled. “That’s pretty fucking cold, Abel.”

“What do you expect?” He said with a small smile. “We’re in the tundra. Now if you’ll excuse me I’m preparing myself for this clusterfuck. I’d appreciate a bit of time to myself. Come get me when it’s time for us to move out.” Then he turned his head away, studiously ignoring me.

It wasn’t like I could make him deal with his emotions, so I just shrugged and walked away. Honestly, it was hard to tell sometimes whether Abel was emotionally stunted or just more highly evolved than the rest of us put together. I could at least tell he cared. His brother was important to him, and it was clear under the brutalist worldview he was happy he was alive.

Now we just had to keep him that way. Him. Valk, and hundreds of random frozen low rankers who were being horrifically mutated into Travis’s monster army. Man, I really owed that guy a painful death. But hey, one thing at a time.