The Fire and The Storm - The Nexus of Kellaran #2

Chapter 169

Part 24

“I’d like to make a speech in a big and busy public square in each of the continents of Debivin, Felion,

and Kletiuk, and one in Oceania, starting in about twenty minutes. I know it’s short notice, but could you

have someone scout out suitable locations and let me know as soon as practical, and arrange for

permission from the local authorities? They should be places where a lot of youth tend to be, or close

to them, like senior schools and colleges and military training centers. And once they’re decided on,

please spread the word to all the news Revealers about what I’ll be doing and where and when.”

“Certainly My Prince. May I ask on what subjects you’ll be speaking?”

“The changes in society on Kellaran in general, and the new and extreme recreational activities that

have started since The Healing of Valentia went out in particular. We’ll be going as a group of seven,

plus a few news Revealers who’ll be meeting us here before we leave and traveling with us.”

“Very good, My Prince. I’ll have the locations for you in a few moments.”

“Thank you Sheramiv.” Mark acknowledged, and ended the Speaking.

Meanwhile Talia had ordered from a Kleti restaurant in Hilia’s lower levels and Retrieved a table to

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“We’ll have a quick meal in a minute.” she announced.

“Excellent, I’m starved now that you mention it.” Six declared as he eagerly rubbed his palms together.

“We worked pretty hard today, between the exercise and the spell work in the void.”

“We did, but then we always do.” Val giggled. “Have I told you all lately how proud I am to be part of

this family? If not, I am.”

“I never thought I would be part of a family of small folk, but it’s a wonderful thing.” Kragorram laughed,

and curled his tail around Povon, pulling her close as he reclined on the sand.

“Now, we were tempted away from the wonderful scratch you were giving me by the trip to the void,

when I said I wouldn’t be drawn away. And you’re only half finished.” he reminded her with a grin.

“Good point.” she laughed as she resumed his massage. “I’ll finish you and then you can give me one.

Then we’ll go investigate the culture of Serminak.”

A young female dwarf appeared on the upper edge of the beach a meter in the air, settled to the sand,

and approached the group. She was blond and rosy-cheeked, wearing her people’s traditional style of

sturdy boots, a brown wool ankle-length skirt, a white shawl over a red and white checked shirt, and the

red Revealing stone on a chain around her neck that had become the mark of a professional Revealer.

“Good day, I’m Bava Kukur, with the Youth Interest of Kletiuk Daily Revealing. It sounds better in our

language.

“I’m very grateful to be invited today. I was told you wished me to be discreet, and I shall be as

unnoticeable as possible. However, if it should be convenient, I would very much like to interview any of

you, particularly Prince Mark or the Governors of Hiliani. The Governors have never been interviewed,

and everyone wants to know more about you, particularly the world’s youth.”

“You can interview me now.” Mark told her with a smile and a careful handshake. “That is, if you don’t

mind if we have dinner while we talk. You’re welcome to join us if you’d like, we’re actually having Kleti

food sent over from one of the restaurants here. We have about twenty minutes, or a bit less.

“If they’re amenable, you can interview the Governors while I’m speaking today. You’ll miss the

speeches, but they’ll be well covered by the news Revealers anyway.”

“Thank you.” she told him with a smile and a graceful curtsey, and took a small notebook out of a

pocket in her skirt.

“The first thing I’d like to ask concerns the recent military exercises in the void. Though no Revealings

were recorded, Readings from some of the participants are widely available.

“We were all particularly amazed by the performance of yourself and the other Strike Wizards over the

forts on Blenda. The power of huge militaries were channeled through you, and you destroyed millions

of enemies, but it’s hard to see how you did it. You were being attacked by billions of demons, and you

were completely hidden by the massive fireball of the billions of detonating spells and Demonfire they

were casting at you.

“How could you withstand such a titanic barrage?

“Also, since you were hidden from view, your enemies must have been hidden from your view. How

then did you target them?”

“Ah.” Mark smiled as the food arrived.

By then another six news and current affairs Revealers had arrived.

Surprisingly, one of them was a yellow female Xervian dragon, who politely and psionicly asked Povon,

Kragorram, and Karz in Draconian for an interview. They agreed, and moved down to the end of the

beach to conduct it verbally in Draconian, while Povon continued Kragorram’s massage.

The rest of the Revealers, following their mandate to be discreet, merely recorded the interview Bava

Kukur was conducting with Mark from different points of view.

Mark spoke as he served himself up. “I didn’t have anything to do with withstanding the barrage; I was

being protected by Shielding that was cast remotely by hundreds of millions of our comrades and

coordinated by Alilia and Talia. The other Strike Wizards were similarly protected. That’s the whole

point of concentrating our attack power through only a few Strike Wizards. We can also concentrate all

our defenses on them, making them almost invulnerable, and if we lose them, we’ve still only lost a few

people, and others can step up to take their places immediately.

“And you’re right, there was no way to see through the maelstrom of spells and fire that were impacting

against my Shields. All the targeting was done psionicly.”

“Then that was an amazing demonstration of psionics!” Bava remarked. “You must have been casting

dozens of attack spells every second, all accurately targeted on the densest clusters of demons around

you!”

“Again, you have to understand that millions of our best psionicists were helping me with the targeting,

by giving me the complete picture of the entire battle zone as the fight went on.” Mark explained as he

took a seat on a handy log.

“The only thing I had to do was make the most of our available attack power. The primary prerequisite

of a Strike Wizard in that situation is quick thinking, including threat evaluation, spell selection, and

power management. I’ll admit I’m pretty good at that, but the evaluations afterward showed that there

were five others that did it better in our last exercise, including two Xervian Dragons, a Hiliani Sylvan,

and a Battle Wizard from The People of Life. Kragorram, Six, and Fire were just below me in the

ranking.”

“Do you think those results will be reflected in the results of the upcoming Tournament of Governors for

the rule of Kellaran?” Bava asked. She was completely nonplussed at having to wait repeatedly while

Mark unhurriedly finished chewing and swallowing a bite during the interview, and she displayed an air

of pleasant patience.

“Not necessarily.” Mark told her. “I think almost all the best Strike Wizards are also people who would

place well in the tournament, but being a Strike Wizard is a fairly specialized skill set compared to what

you have to do to lead Kellaran in war against the demons. I really can’t guess who’ll win the

tournament, or even who’ll place in the top ten contestants.”

“The courage of everyone who took part in the Dehrla exercise was very impressive.” Bava said as he

checked her notes. “Fighting against the demons in those dark tunnels and caverns seemed very scary

in the Reading I audited, even for one such as I who is of a race who feel comfortable below ground.

How did you all conquer your fear and remain so professional in your conduct?”