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116 - When the Truce Finally Broke

Author: Sakiah Zee
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-30 23:51:33

GILDEON

They found another abandoned block, perfect for a battlefield. Alaunus set up a grid to prevent any destruction if things got out of hand. Arah watched from the railing upstairs, standing between Vienna and Drusden, who was smoking what had to be his tenth cigarette of the day.

Zylas had been asleep just minutes ago, but he’d managed to get up—probably smelling the fight about to happen. That worked for Gildeon. He wanted to see how these witches would react if he challenged their preci
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  • MAD END'S DECEPTION   317 - Is It Still You?

    ARAHEENThe world held its breath.Her body went rigid, left hand lifting of its own accord, palm open to meet the incoming blade. She understood, on some deep, buried instinct, that Feviel’s owl-sword was never meant to pierce her body. Its edge was aimed at the sigil branded into her skin.Not to hurt her, but to wake her.Steel kissed the glowing mark, and the sigil flared.A hard breath tore out of her chest, sharp enough to hurt, and then the flood began.Memories crashed through her like a tide swallowing a small, fragile island. Arah’s borrowed life, her human days on Earthland, was shattered and rearranged around something older and colder version of herself.Araheen.Her full name settled into her bones like a returning crown. Sylph power surged through her veins with a rush of euphoria. The wind whispered to her. She could hear noise and order at once—every whimper, every heartbeat,

  • MAD END'S DECEPTION   316 - Time To Wake Up Now

    GILDEONHis eyes sharpened as the sylph warriors cut through the chaos in a deadly rhythm. Blades flashed in clean arcs, cleaving through salamander flesh as if they were nothing but shadows.Every scream, every spray of blood hit a part of him trained to jump in, to protect his own. Old instincts, carved into him by years of command and war, twitched through his muscles, urging him to lunge into the fray on his people’s side.He almost did.But then his gaze snapped to Arah, still locked in Spior’s spiked black tail, her body wrenched and pinned, jaw clamped shut by bone and scale. Pain burned through her aura like cracks in glass. That sight nailed him in place harder than any weapon.He could stand there and let the sylphs finish what he had started. Let them wipe out the former comrades who had just tried to kill him and take Arah. It would’ve been easy.But watching the sylphs butcher salamanders while he did nothing tw

  • MAD END'S DECEPTION   315 - Kill The Rest

    GILDEONHis heart hammered harder, faster, every beat slamming power into the walls of whatever cage Haemos’s weapon had built inside him. The siphoning pull of the spear met a rising, furious tide pushing back from the opposite direction.He was not done. He would not let them take her.Heat roared through his veins, different from the usual burn of his fire. This was sharper, heavier, threaded with the same power that had once poured out of Arah and into his core now rose like a storm from within.The metal impaling him began to glow.Scales broke through his skin in jagged lines, black and gold flaring across his shoulders, chest, and arms in a pattern he’d never worn before. Bones shifted, thickening, reinforcing. His silhouette swelled, became something larger, more dangerous, like the outline of a form he hadn’t fully grown into yet finally forcing its way out.With a sound halfway between a growl and

  • MAD END'S DECEPTION   314 - Let Him Rot Here

    GILDEONHis senses cut out before the rest of Haemos’s words could register.Everything collapsed into a heavy, smothering silence. Then, feeling bled away from his body, leaving him hanging on the edge of nothing with only one clear sensation: something hooked deep into his core and started dragging his spirit out of him.Was he dying?No. He refused. He hadn’t clawed his way through centuries of war just to let it end like this, pinned on some cursed weapon while Arah was still out there. She needed him. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t give her up to anyone.But wanting to fight and being able to fight were two different things.Seconds slipped by. Pain had flattened into a distant, throbbing awareness somewhere below his ribs, where the three-tined spear had run him through, but it felt far away, like it belonged to someone else.Then a voice cut through the dark.“My Lord?”Roselia.The name

  • MAD END'S DECEPTION   313 - Too Far Gone

    GILDEONEverything Drusden’s memory fragments had carved open for him slammed back into place at once.His father, Daego, and his wife, Ragina. The clash with the Greater Beasts. His father stumbling home with an infant in his arms. The Dark Plane yawning open like a wound.“You’re the one who lied to me,” Gildeon growled. “About who my parents were. About how my father—General Daego—died.”Haemos’s salamander eyes narrowed to burning slits. “How did you know about that?” he demanded.Heat flickered harder around the commander’s scaled face as he shook his head. “Kohina wouldn’t dare. She swore a seer’s vow.”“It doesn’t matter how I knew,” Gildeon said. “Tell me why you’re calling my father selfish. He sacrificed himself to save the salamanders.”“He doomed us,” Haemos snarled, “by bringing you back with him after his disappearance.”Gildeon froze.“Your father was given a choice,” Old Man went on, flam

  • MAD END'S DECEPTION   312 - As Selfish As Your Father

    GILDEONHe’d dropped his guard.He hated admitting it, but there had been plenty of times Old Man had slipped past his defenses over the years—appearing out of nowhere, catching him off balance, reminding him who had trained him in the first place. Usually, Gildeon only realized it when it was already too late.This time was different.Not just because half of his mind was still locked on Arah—on her safety, on her pulse in the distance—but because Commander Haemos felt heavier, meaner, more dangerous than anything Gildeon remembered.Salamanders didn’t bleed aura like other beings. One could only see their true level in battle. But Gildeon carried a dragon spirit. Just standing this close, it could taste Haemos’s threat level like metal on the tongue.This version of Old Man was more formidable than the one he’d sparred with before.“You had me fooled, little bastard,” Haemos rasped, lips peeling back from his beast’

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