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80. Seeking Answers

This is the final chapter of Book 2!

A quick thanks to all of you who are here as it releases, for supporting the story, and reading along.

If you have not already, I'd love for you to take a moment to rate or review the story on Royal Road. The rating has been absolutely smashed over the last week or so due to the chapters where Alex loses [Ritual Insight]. RR comments were quite literally on fire there for a while.....

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79. Thoughts of the Future

The helicopter touched down on the landing pad with a gentle thud, pulling Alex from his thoughts. He followed Jonathan out of the chopper, guiding Sam while ducking his head. Wind whipped his hair in all directions, though his blue cloak remained unnaturally still on his shoulders. Several Hunters he recognized from the mission trailed behind or joined their group with urgent news for the director. The short ride through the Safe Zone to headquarters passed in silence, with everyone too exha...

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78. System Event

Jonathan’s eyes widened as he activated his own scanning ability to look at the Rift. The color drained from his already tired face while he read the information.

Damien must have had a similar ability, since he started muttering at the same time. “Son of a bitch. He’s right.”

Greg stepped forward, and as he spoke, his voice rose in volume. “You said they were trying to break through. How could you get something this critical so wrong?”

“Asshole,” Martin said...

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77. Scramble

The ritual lines blazed with unnatural light as they were augmented with white, magical fire. Alex held his arm up against the heat that pressed outward. Where the flame touched the white lines, the mana channeling along its pathways seemed to speed up several times.

“Shit, shit, shit,” Alex muttered while trying to process what he was seeing.

Through his Heavenly Eye, the mana flow appeared as a torrent of golden energy. He followed the lines up into the sky and saw the small...

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Vol. 2 Wrap Up Next Week

Hey everyone,

Hope you're having a great Sunday. I was just thinking that Spell Weaver Volume 2 only has four chapters left in it.

Rather than having you get only three chapters next week, I'm going to pull the following Monday's chapter and let you all get a double chapter on Friday. I feel like it'll just be more satisfying that way. Then you're not sitting over the weekend with ONE more chapter in the volume.

So, just to clarify, this won't be a bonus chapter. It will sim...

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76. Illusory Clone

Ah, fuck. I really hope this doesn’t hurt.

Val, come back down here, but come down in between the two of us so he can’t tell which is which! I need a bit more mana; I’m almost completely out.

Alex stood, overlapping with his mirage in Rylan’s vision, as his companion came down between the two of them before returning to the original’s shoulders. Rylan was still a distance away, though he seemed to be getting impatient with the lack of movement from Alex...

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75. Corrupted

LONG chapter friends. Buckle up.

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“Kill them.”

Alex reacted instantly by creating a lightning spell circle over his right hand, prepared for a movement skill from Rylan.

Jonathan’s team moved with practiced ease. Damien intercepted another elf who emerged from the smoke, wreathed in a golden barrier, while Martin and Leila engaged two more who appear...

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Final Chapters / Special Thanks

Good morning, everyone!

This last week/weekend I received some help from several Patrons who offered to be Beta Readers for the end of Book 2!

Just wanted to take a second to thank them for their time and feedback. I feel like it allows everyone else to get a more polished ending to the book and hopefully feel much more satisfying!

Thanks again to Kira, Magicwafflez, FuujinSama, and Serdonah!

I received a lot of great feedback and spent time adjusting...

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74. Modern Might

The helicopter’s vibrations rolled through Alex’s bones to the steady wump-wump-wump of the propellers. He sat between Sam and one of Jonathan’s team members, looking out of the small windows at the other helicopters in the air around them. Each carried what Jonathan had called an ‘Orange’ as if it was a team name. They were the Hunters Association’s highest-ranked Awakened.

The sight of them during the briefing had been sobering. There were just over twenty men and...

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73. Meeting the Team

The flickering lantern light in the briefing room clashed with Alex’s modern idea of a briefing room. He’d normally see a harsh glow over those gathered, but instead, the warm light made the area feel somehow less serious despite the maps that were spread across the conference table and the high-level officials that were present. Alex sat in his chair, shifting constantly to find a more comfortable position. His eyes were fixed on the current speaker, Major Coleman, as the officer gesture...

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Spell Weaver's First Fanart!

Not sure if you guys can tell from all of the art I've been getting commissioned, but I love art. In my mind, seeing the story in a visual medium is so freaking cool. I've been an artist much longer than I've been a writer, but writing has definitely taken over my life lately. So, to me, it's a fun and worthwhile investment for me to turn some Patreon money into art. It's also an added bonus that I get to share that with readers!

This morning w...

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72. Operation Timehold

The corridor stretched ahead of the group, and Alex did his best to keep his face neutral.

Behind him, Olivia and Sam stayed close, and Sam spoke up, clearly uncomfortable in the silence. “I’m glad we at least got Craig’s number after all of that. I’d like to visit him when things calm down.”

Olivia snorted. “You just want to see Duke again.”

“What? He’s a good boy.”

As they had made the long drive back from New Jersey, Alex had trouble sleeping. Ev...

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Art Update - Last Commission for V1

Good morning, everyone!

Just wanted to make a quick post! Marco finished the last commissioned that I have planned for Book 1. I love the way it looks, and I feel like readers can definitely tell what part of the story the scene is from.

This project was done by artist: Marco Defillo https://www.artstation.com/themadfactory 
2025-04-08 13:00:15 +0000 UTC View Post

71. Proof

Alex stepped out of the SUV and his shoes crunched on the gravel from the side of the mountain road. The air bit at his exposed skin and the smells were fresh and clean compared to the overcrowded cities. They’d parked at a small trailhead tucked away in the Catskills and the weathered wooden sign marking the start of their hunt had been pulled from the ground some time ago and was tossed lazily a few yards into the woods.

Craig got out of the rear door and held it open wide for Duke ...

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I Made Edits Based on Feedback & Changelog

Edits and Why:

Hey guys, sorry for the second weekend post in a row, but after yesterday’s poll, I spent pretty much the entire day editing the 30 chapters between Royal Road and Patreon to bring everything up to date based on the poll and other reader feedback in comments.

There were a few chapters (44, 2025-04-06 13:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post

Update / Poll!

Good morning everyone!

Hope you guys are having a great start to your weekend.

I officially finished Book 2 last week and you guys are about a month out from finishing it yourself. Absoltuely cannot wait to see your reactions to the climax and ending of the book. There will be NO BREAK between the end of Book 2 and Book 3. I did that last time and I felt like the story lost some momentum and while I could use the time, I don't feel like I need...

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70. Bonded Tracker

Sunlight streamed through the large windows of the restaurant. The buzz of conversation and clinking silverware filled the trendy breakfast-brunch spot. Young professionals hunched over their laptops while others lounged, shared plates, and drank mimosas and Bloody Marys.

Alex’s cloak shifted slightly on the back of his chair, and he reached back to ruffle it, gently shaking it back and forth with his right hand. “Be still,” he muttered. Val had been restless all morning, having g...

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69. Spell Weaver

Alex sat cross-legged on the training room floor, still watching Kazuo’s hands dance through the air. Through his mana sight, he could see the spell take shape like a constellation. There were delicate lines of power that were connected by bright nodes of concentrated mana, which he now knew were the control nodes.

“Each point must maintain balance,” Kazuo said as his fingers pinched together in the air to create another knot of mana. “It says to think of a river flowing between...

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68. Divination

Alex shook the Director's hand while taking in the man before him. Director Matthews had hard, honest eyes with a face lined in a way that spoke to a few decades of hard work in the sun. His suit was immaculate and fit his broad shoulders well, and his calloused grip spoke of someone who had led a hard life even before the integration.

The director’s gaze also lingered briefly on Alex’s face, taking in the jagged scar across his nose and mismatched eyes, though his expression remain...

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67. Hunters Association

Alex and Olivia stood at the checkpoint with the sounds of the Safe Zone all around them. Val subtly shifted around Alex’s shoulders, his illusion reactivated to maintain the appearance of a deep blue cloak with gold trim. The amphiptere had been unusually attentive since they’d left the Guild, perhaps sensing the importance of what was to come.

Cars waited in line to enter, with only a few exiting. Dozens of men and women in uniforms moved in and out of the traffic, speaking to tho...

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66. Divide and Conquer

The setting sun caught the glass windows of the AG's newly developing headquarters. Alex and Olivia closed their doors, his a bit harder than necessary, and quickly entered the college-like campus after settling Valtherion onto his shoulders. The construction hadn't stopped since the podium event two weeks before — if anything, Alex felt like it had accelerated. There were new wings branching off from the main building. One was complete, and the other still had the skeleton frame of it bein...

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65. Recovery

Alex stepped over the blackened crater of his office floor and was careful to avoid the small parts of the boarded floor that splintered and stuck up at odd angles. Soot marked his jeans where he’d knelt earlier to examine the damage. In the heat of the moment, he hadn’t thought of the damage that his own ritual might do to the room.

Not that it fazed the elf very much.

The ritual hadn’t done much more than cause it to stumble, singe its cloak, and look at him in ir...

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64. Uninvited Guests

Alex's back slammed against the office wall, and he scrambled forward on his hands and knees. Not wanting to be a predictable target, he kept moving. He blinked rapidly to clear his vision since the light had temporarily blinded him.

The wind blew loudly, and he heard more pages flying around the small space. Now, though, there were many voices joining the chaos. Both of the intruders spoke in their strange language, and Alex could hear Olivia yelling something. Through the near wall, h...

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63. Moving Forward

Sunlight poured through the courtyard windows, and a cool breeze ran through the large sliding glass door that was open. Sam sat cross-legged out in the courtyard while Alex and Sarah sat at the granite countertop of the living room. Alex was hunched over his leather notebook, its spine starting to crack and several pages threatening to escape its binding. His pen scratched against the paper as he muttered to himself.

"It worked when the ritual was that large, the power distribution mus...

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62. Shadows Beneath the Sun

Rylan's boots crunched through dead leaves as he stepped deeper into the woods. He was happy for the chill in the air and the long walk to get out some of his frustration and the weight of failure from the day before. His jaw clenched tight enough to ache, and he had to force himself to relax. The forest around him pulsed with life and he could hear birds calling and the branches clattering together overhead. But, just like everything that morning, the sounds only served to grate on his raw n...

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61. Childish Fantasies

Alex scanned the notification window as his laughter tapered off.

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Congratulations, Awakened! Ritualist (Novice) is ready for advancement! 
You have reached the threshold of your primary class. Would you like to advance or evolve this class?

Advance: This class stays the same and advances to the next proficiency tier, improving the benefits from the class and granting a new skill in the same tree.

Class Preview: Ritualist (Journeyman)...

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60. Big Boom

Alex stepped carefully on the steep, declining forest floor as they made their way down. He heard several distant roars echo through the trees and could feel his pulse begin to quicken at the promise of a fight.

"Val, why don't you fly up top and keep a lookout overhead. Let me know if we have anything closing in on us."

The response was almost instantaneous as Alex's blue cloak unfurled and expanded around his shoulders to reveal wings as the illusion broke. He felt feelings of a...

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59. Rifts, Plural.

Alex sat up in his chair after hearing her tone. "Elana? What's wrong?” His eyes came up as they caught the movement of Valtherion lifting his head after hearing the tone of Alex’s voice.

"We've gotten multiple reports in the last twenty-four hours that there is a large settlement of people in Missouri that need our help."

"Missouri?" Alex asked.

"Yes. The first report came from one of our smaller branches out there. Unfortunately, the settlement is far enough removed fr...

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58. A Call For Aid

Sunlight barely crept through the gaps in the curtains and painted warm stripes across Alex's far bedroom wall. He opened his eyes and savored the quiet of the early morning. Wriggling back and forth within the sheets, he marveled at the luxury of his new bed.

He didn't feel tired. He felt like he'd slept and rested more in the last two days than he had in a long time, but for some reason, the comfortable bed and warm sheets called for him to close his eyes again.

Despite the comf...

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Writing Update & Art

Hey guys!

I hope everyone's been having a good week. I've been getting some feedback from comments on Patreon and wanted to give everyone an update based on feedback.

The short version of this post is: I'm going to try and adjust my writing and plotting moving forward to fit this format a bit better and keep things moving at a bit of a faster pace.

I just wanted you guys to know that I've heard the feedback and am doing my best to avoid making similar mistakes moving forwa...

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