Raymond Feist - Magician’s End

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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Copyright © Raymond E. Feist 2013

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Source ISBN: 9780007264797

Ebook Edition © May 2013 ISBN: 9780007290192

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

Map designed by Ralph M. Askren, D.V.M.

Version: 2018-09-20

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Contents

Title Page RAYMOND E. FEIST MAGICIAN’S END

Copyright Copyright This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. HarperCollins Publishers 1 London Bridge, London SE1 9GF www.harpervoyagerbooks.com Published by Harper Voyager An imprint of HarperCollins Publishers 2013 Copyright © Raymond E. Feist 2013 Raymond E. Feist asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library Source ISBN: 9780007264797 Ebook Edition © May 2013 ISBN: 9780007290192 This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. Map designed by Ralph M. Askren, D.V.M. Version: 2018-09-20 All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins.

Dedication This final book in the Riftwar Cycle , after thirty successful years of writing, is dedicated to you, the reader. Without your support and enthusiasm, I never would have achieved this milestone.

Maps

Chapter One: Shattered

Chapter Two: Confrontation

Chapter Three: Journey I

Chapter Four: Homeward

Chapter Five: E’bar

Chapter Six: Assassins

Chapter Seven: Journey II

Chapter Eight: Storm

Chapter Nine: Journey III

Chapter Ten: Skirmish

Chapter Eleven: Trapped

Chapter Twelve: Journey IV

Chapter Thirteen: Elvandar

Chapter Fourteen: Clash

Chapter Fifteen: Silden

Chapter Sixteen: Journey V

Chapter Seventeen: Northlands

Chapter Eighteen: Travel

Chapter Nineteen: Magic

Chapter Twenty: Plans

Chapter Twenty-One: Unveiling

Chapter Twenty-Two: Revelation

Chapter Twenty-Three: Encounters

Chapter Twenty-Four: Battles

Chapter Twenty-Five: Conflict

Chapter Twenty-Six: Attack

Chapter Twenty-Seven: War

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Destruction

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Obliteration

Chapter Thirty: Aftermath

Chapter Thirty-One: Renaissance

Epilogue: Crydee

Acknowledgements

About the Author

By the same Author

About the Publisher

This final book in the Riftwar Cycle , after thirty successful years of writing, is dedicated to you, the reader. Without your support and enthusiasm, I never would have achieved this milestone.

CHAOS ERUPTED.

A light so brilliant it was painful bathed Pug as he instinctively threw all his magic into the protective shell Magnus had erected around them just a moment before. Only Magnus’s anticipation of the trap had prevented them all from being instantly vaporized. Energy so intense it could hardly be comprehended now destroyed everything at hand, reducing even the most iron-hard granite to its fundamental particles, dispersing them into the fiery vortex forming around them.

The light pierced Pug’s tightly shut eyelids, rendering his vision an angry red-orange, with afterimages of green-blue. His instinct was to shield his face, but he knew the gesture would be useless. He willed himself to keep his hands moving in the pattern necessary to support Magnus’s efforts. Only magic protected them from conditions no mortal could withstand for even the barest tick of time. The very stuff of the universe was being distorted on all sides.

They were in what appeared to be the heart of a sun. In his studies, Pug knew this to be the fifth state of matter, beyond earth, air, water, and fire, called different names by various magicians: among them, flux, plasma, and excited fire. Energy so powerful that it tore the very essentials of all matter down to their very atoms and recombined them, repeating the process until at some point the plasma fell below a threshold of destruction and creation and was able finally to cease its fury.

Years of perfecting his art had gifted him with myriad skills, some talents deployed reflexively without conscious effort. The magic tools he used to assess and evaluate were overloaded with sensations he had never experienced in his very long lifetime. Obviously, whoever had constructed this trap had hoped it would be beyond his ability to withstand. He suspected it was the work of several artisans of magic.

In his mind, Pug heard Miranda asking, Is everyone safe?

Nakor’s voice spoke aloud: ‘There’s air. We can talk. Magnus, Pug, don’t look. It will blind you. Miranda, we can look.’

‘Describe what you see,’ Magnus said to the two demons in human form.

Miranda said, ‘It’s an inferno hotter than anything witnessed in the demon realm. It has destroyed a hundred feet of rock and soil below us and we are afloat in a bubble of energy. Farther out from where we stand, it’s turning sand to glass. A wall of super-heated air is expanding outward at incredible speed, and whatever it touches is incinerated in moments. As far as my eye can discern, all is flame, smoke, and ash.’