The Tuatha De Cycle: The Spear of Assal

[Rowan Finnegan]

Brigid Aigit
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The body dropped like a sack of potatoes and Brigid moved past it. So very little Light was needed to end a life – should one know where to look. It was a disgusting bit of knowledge that she had learned during a particularly dark period in her life. It had been necessary then. One never knew which was to be the assassin lurking behind the corner.

Brigid shook herself before carrying on up through the tower. She had not thought of Bres in ages. She had tramped down all thought and memory of her rape and captivity. She would not relive it. She would not let it weaken or stifle her. She was her own person – her own Goddess. She was Brigid Aigit, bearer of the Cauldron and mother to the Trí Dé Dána. She would reclaim her son and see the last of these savages ripped to shreds.

Five guards came screaming down at her as she ascended the steps to the seventh floor. The Light flowed through her every limb and the elements were at her command.

Earth, Air, Fire, Water, and Spirit came together in a complex tapestry of the Light at Brigid’s beckoning. White-hot light streaked across her eyes, blinding her momentarily as the thick bolt of lightning shot from her open left palm.

The lightning connected with the first guard and then linked to the second guard, and then the third, before all five were joined by a powerful surge of energy. Their bodies vibrated and teeth began to chatter before they were cooked alive from the inside out.

The five bodies fell in a charred heap as Brigid took a moment to compose herself. She ascended the stairs and came to a large oaken door that had been swung open. With a quick glance, Brigid could see that a small hallway lay beyond, and a familiar silhouette lay at the end.

Uscias, you Light blasted son of a bitch, Brigid thought as she wove Fibers of Air, Fire, and Spirit to mask the sound of her movements as she crept up upon the High Prince.