Immortal Healer: Immortal Stonekeeper Prequel (2025) Chapter 21: Chapter 21: Into The Hell Hole

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“Uwah! What the hell is happening?” Duncan’s head spun as he pushed his body off the carpeted ground. Bloody hell, that trip felt a lot more unstable than when he used the daggers for only himself. It made sense, considering the size of that knife. Transporting two people probably pushed its magic to the limit. Metal clinged as he picked up the second dagger and tucked both knives into his coat. “It’s a damn good thing you didn’t drop this knife, Hilda.” “What— Why— How?” Hilda sputtered, staring wide-eyed at both Duncan and Yuri. She was bound to a metal chair with a rope, but Duncan could sense some sort of magic nestled within it. He refrained from cutting her loose in case he activated some sort of alarm. “I snuck one of the daggers into your clothes before you left the Witch’s Train,” Duncan explained. “I couldn’t risk pulling you over just in case it wasn’t convenient for you, so I opted to teleport myself to you instead.” Yuri wasted no time throwing her arms around her daughter as she sobbed loudly. “Hilda! Oh, Hilda… Thank god you’re alright. I’m sorry… I’m so sorry for lying to you and bringing you into all of this…” Duncan watched on as Yuri tearfully promised Hilda to leave all this business behind for good this time and begin a new life with her, swearing that she would never leave her alone again. He chose to keep his mouth shut. Not that he was intentionally cynical, but he wasn’t inclined to trust that woman fully just yet. Yuri had changed way too much over the years. “If you two are done, would you mind letting me get us the hell out of this place?” Duncan said dryly. “I still have a megalomaniac and a cult leader to stop.” “Duncan…” Hilda’s eyes were glistening. “Why do you care so much? We’re safe now. Can’t we just go home and forget all about this?” Duncan pursed his lips, unable to answer. To tell the truth, he had been asking himself the same question. He had been given plenty of chances to simply disappear from the mortal world, but he never took them. That damned conscience of his was one hell of a slave driver. “No.” He shook his head. “I can, but you can’t. These people believe they walk the path of the gods, and they will burn down the entire world to prove it. Your world. I won’t let them have their way.” “Perhaps Miguel was right. Perhaps you really are a living angel.” Hilda chuckled wryly. “If it still means anything to you, I’m sorry for being so childish on the train.” “Glad to hear that.” Duncan broke into a small smile. “None of that anymore, promise?” “Promise.” “You and I have walked the Earth unnaturally; it would be nice to settle into a quiet life,” Yuri said. “So how about that? How about a nice, peaceful life when this is all over? Just the three of us. We could build our own house away from the world.” “And fill it with books,” Hilda chimed in with a light giggle. “Or voodoo dolls.” Tis a pity that giving up our mortality also means giving up our fertility, but we need not deny ourselves the fortune of family. Dost thou not wish to settle? Duncan exhaled loudly as Lucy’s words surfaced in his mind. He felt like one of those cliché war heroes in propaganda movies, but he understood the sentiment well enough. “That would be… nice,” he said. “But let’s focus on the present. Come, it’s about time we get out of here.” He aimed a Transylvanian dagger at the ropes around Hilda’s wrists, but paused just above them. “There’s a detection charm on these ropes, which probably means a whole group of cultists will be here to fight us once I cut them open. Are you ready?” “Shouldn’t be a problem.” The girl shrugged. “I assume you’ll open a portal out of here once I’m free?” “Nay, we are in the middle of a desert, I reckon. I’m feeling nothing but sand when I try to open a portal. If I try to go any further, my magic channels may very well haemorrhage. We’ll have to fight through this.” “Just like that?” Hilda asked worriedly. “No plan of attack?” “That is the plan. Attack. ” “This is madness,” Yur