Daito sighed heavily, feeling a sense of resignation wash over him. He knew that Slejj was right, and that he would have to face the consequences of his actions when he returned to the Royal Republic. Despite his initial reluctance, he knew that it was his duty to serve his country, even if it meant sacrificing his own reputation. As a dark bender and one of the leaders of the nation, he had a responsibility to protect and serve his people, no matter the costWhy aren't they helping him? Melody whispered to herself as she watched him run across the forest. From her elevated point of view, she could see everything from the top of the hill. She wanted to get down there and help Drom reach the army, but the army men kept staring at him like they had seen a ghost, perhaps they had. “Lady Melo! What are you doing, help me maintain the barrier! We have to hold it before Daito gets here!” “Right! Sorry,” Melody strengthened the hovering ring with her own magic, she was still worried abou
He moved insanely fast for a man of his stature. All Lora felt we an unrealistically powerful force driving her to the ground. She landed with a thud, her head bouncing off the moldy floor. Needle-like pain reverberated across her skull. She lost her orientation, the world began spinning. As she tried to straighten to her feet another powerful blow landed across her frame, knocking the air out of her lungs, sending her spinning and spiraling across the floor. She collided with the wall, breaking her momentum. Jrue swung his twin blades with malicious intent. Though it wasn’t him succumbing to all those terrifying blows they were so brutal that he felt the impact of his raw strength. Before his blades could gain momentum he was rudely picked off the ground with an inhumane tackle. He was driven to the wall, the impact so violent it pushed the bricks out of position. Once he was pinned to the wall a flurry of punches started coming his way. The iron-like knuckles dug into his face, he
Harmel also took notice of the wrist, the wound looked a day old, and a day before, the commander was on a train heading to Royal Republic, so it didn't make sense how he got it from a sparring accident yet he was on that train or was supposedly on it. Something was definitely off about him today."So...what brings the mighty commander to the palace, I mean let's face it you've never been here most of the time.""Well actually I had come for our friendly match you promised me," he said, stroking his short stubby beard, chucking." You do know I suck at chess don't you!"They both burst out laughing. Harmel kept a close eye on Alvatrone, intently studying him, every inch of his face." Why don't you go all out with Harmel, he won the chess tournament last moon." "Oh really, that's quite impressive!" Alvatrone looked back at him, raising one of his eyebrows."It's not that big of a deal I...""No no it is. Please, it would be my pleasure to have a match with you. You seem like a worthy
I think he might be injured. And he is losing a lot of blood!” “Quickly then! We have to get clear off this battlefield and tend to him!” Tyndale was surprisingly outmatching the duo of Daito and Jericho in certain moments. He flung a blast towards the beast and tackled Daito to the ground. Pinning him to the muddy floor. As Daito struggled to free himself of the stranglehold, Tyndale groaned at him, “You will fall. Just like the rest of the enemies who have dared to challenge me! I feared the dark benders once, but now, with your suppressed powers you haven't even touched the surface of what you can do. You're weak!” Jericho’s dropped down on all fours, switching his posture. He charged towards the two and his teeth gripped Tyndale's cloak, dragging him backward. He let go of Daito and reached for the laces on his chest that were holding the cloak in place. He tore down the knot and released the cloak allowing him to get back on his feet. Jericho spat out the cloth and leaped to
Tyndale was surprisingly outmatching the duo of Daito and Jericho in certain moments. He flung a blast towards the beast and tackled Daito to the ground. Pinning him to the muddy floor. As Daito struggled to free himself of the stranglehold, Tyndale groaned at him, “You will fall. Just like the rest of the enemies who have dared to challenge me! I feared the dark benders once, but now, with your suppressed powers you haven't even touched the surface of what you can do. You're weak!” Jericho’s dropped down on all fours, switching his posture. He charged towards the two and his teeth gripped Tyndale's cloak, dragging him backward. He let go of Daito and reached for the laces on his chest that were holding the cloak in place. He tore down the knot and released the cloak allowing him to get back on his feet. Jericho spat out the cloth and leaped towards the tyrant, its mouth wide open showcasing razor-sharp teeth. As he neared the Tyrant, a hard circular object stuck into its mouth, it
Who... who are you?" He was questioned by Alicia. They also seemed to be tired. He approached her and removed the robe that was already draped around her head back onto his neck. From behind Alicia, Slejj emerged. "That was too easy." He added on to the conversation. "Either this isn't the village we talked of, or it can't be the one that was causing all those deaths." Dai replied. The fact that they were avoiding her was beginning to irritate Alicia. "Hey! I asked you a question! Who are you and wh..." She felt a surge of nausea rush through her. Her head was pounding, and the world around her was blurring. She became unable to move her body and began a clumsy descent to the ground, only to be broken by Daito, who grabbed her just in time. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder, attempting to regain her balance and stand up, but her eyelids began to close in on themselves. She was rapidly losing Finally, the snapping of dry leaves and the splitting of branches from shrubs
"There is a distinction between a god and a deity. Who would be so naive as to pray to those worthless brats à all they do is neglect us? During the Vurhanil War, I tried naming them Arekin and Arni. They didn't even bother to listen to us. I'm not sure if it was a positive or bad thing that we called them, but something must have heard us. It was heinous. It had no face, none, and just conscience, unlike a god. It was just a cloud-like black mass swirling about. It began devouring the vurhans' souls, or whatever it was that was holding them alive." Alicia didn't even notice she'd let go of her sword; all she could think about was deciphering Slejj's face to see if he was telling the truth or not. Slejj didn't seem to mind; he continued to tell her the narrative. "The king's restricted spell was cast, and all of the vurhans in North Angus died, leaving the deity with little to consume, so it began chasing people's souls. That's why I jumped in and gave it a once-in-a-lifetime contra
blocking her "That's the wrong way darling," he said, puckering his hands. Alicia punched him but ended up with sore knuckles, she decided to reach for her sword and swung it hard, but turned out cutting a green mist. Strider reappeared behind her and booted her from the back, she senselessly sprawled to the ground. She turned back and poured all her emotion towards a wild swing which ended up being a lucky shot. The blade of the sword lit up with a bright stroke of light and managed to hit Strider, sending him gliding across the room. Even he was surprised, but he managed to conjure up another portal that swallowed him and spit him back in the same orientation. He tackled Alicia and sent her falling, landing awkwardly the fact that she didn't break her hand or get impaled by the sword was a miracle on its own. She slid across the room, halting close to where Drom lay, before she could check up on him she found herself losing consciousness, ultimately shutting her eyes and drifting a
They rushed into the palace, two awls trailing behind them, holding a huge wooden box. When they were climbing the flight of stairs, one of the awls relaxed his grasp on the case's side handle and it slid off, falling to the ground. The case's housing broke open and objects spewed out, including several scrolls, a large book with a lock restricting the pages, and a fairly long dagger. "Wait, I'm familiar with both the book and the sword. They are normally at my father's place. He's been devoting a lot of time lately to reading that book." "And what is the purpose of the blade?" "It's for, yeah, I read about it in my father's library a long time ago, it's used for the rite when when...no!" Daito's eyes abruptly opened as he realized what the intention of the visit could be. He made a hasty descent down the trunk, losing his balance and slipping off several times. Drom pursued him blindly. "Hey! Dai, what is it tell me!" "Come on Drom! We have to hurry before it's too late." They
Needle-like pain reverberated across her skull. She lost her orientation, the world began spinning. As she tried to straighten to her feet another powerful blow landed across her frame, knocking the air out of her lungs, sending her spinning and spiraling across the floor. She collided with the wall, breaking her momentum. Jrue swung his twin blades with malicious intent. Though it wasn’t him succumbing to all those terrifying blows they were so brutal that he felt the impact of his raw strength. Before his blades could gain momentum he was rudely picked off the ground with an inhumane tackle. He was driven to the wall, the impact so violent it pushed the bricks out of position. Once he was pinned to the wall a flurry of punches started coming his way. The iron-like knuckles dug into his face, he felt like a hammer pounding his cheeks. His mouth filled with blood. The relentless attacks were halted by a deafening sound of a metal bar striking Tyndale’s skull. It seemed to have less
“A paralytic Poison. I see I taught you well my son…” “Don’t you ever dare call me that again!” He picked up his right arm and slit his wrist across, doing the same to his left hand. Jrue wanted him to suffer. He wanted him to bleed to death knowing that he was powerless, unable to do anything about it and save himself. He left him outside and limped back into the house. All the soldiers guarding the house had evacuated, deployed to handle the uprising of the slaves in the mines, giving the two siblings all the time they needed to execute duties assigned to them by Anato Strider as part of their escape plan. He managed to reach the room where the fight had begun. He shook her sister to wake. “Lora, Lora! Wake up, it is done!” All Lora felt was an unrealistically powerful force driving her to the ground. She landed with a thud, her head bouncing off the moldy floor. Needle-like pain reverberated across her skull. She lost her orientation, the world began spinning. As she tried to s
Albert was unconcerned about her feelings. He spread the crinkled letter out on the table and began reading it aloud. "The official report. On the second day of the third week of the sixth moon of the year, the commander of the independent states arrived at Defectors State headquarters, where honorary State guard, Lora Deryleen, provided information on the whereabouts of the fugitive, ex-commander, and traitor to the States, Slejj. In the evening, the commander gathered an army to go over to make a stand. "What are you babbling about, is it a fantasy scenario you've been dreaming about?" "Come on...you of all people should know the report never lies," "You seriously can't be considering something this low Albert!," "I made a deal with fugitives Lora, fugitives you wanted to protect. now it seems like their crimes have caught up to them, and there is no way I can delay the inevitable," "You're not going to be able to accomplish it, Albert. We struck a deal!" "Lora...dear Lora, I
The kick was aimed at the shield. Tyndale pushed out the shield with his kick so violently that it broke the teeth submerged into the metal. As the shield rolled on the mud with the teeth sticking out of it, Jericho shrieked in pain. Daito finally came to, getting to his feet just in time before the blast shot the Vurhan's entire face off. He charged forward with a blast of his own. Tyndale reverted his attention towards him which left him exposed to the mercy of the beast. Another swipe of the claws ripped up a shred of his skin, allowing blood to run over his chest. His muscular arms pushed Daito back onto the ground once more. He kicked the vurhan and took out its left knee with a blast of energy, rendering it immobile, momentarily. As the vurhan stumbled to the ground he grabbed its arm and pulled it back up, directing its head towards his punch. The two targets collided, leaving a bloody green stain on the Vurhan's face as it slid across the mud. Tyndale felt a severe force pus
"I made a deal with fugitives Lora, fugitives you wanted to protect. now it seems like their crimes have caught up to them, and there is no way I can delay the inevitable," "You're not going to be able to accomplish it, Albert. We struck a deal!" "Lora...dear Lora, I mean, come on, you knew what you were up to. We all knew this make-believe family you built wasn't going to last." "Albert, you're a jerk!" "Let's not talk about that princess. I'm aware of your darkest secrets!" "Wait... What secret?" He moved closer to her face, leaning in. Her stomach turned at the smell of his alcoholic breath. "You think I don't know about your little secret, Deryleen... you're not from around here, are you?" "You're not selling it Albert...get out of here." Lora bumped shoulders with him as she walked into her quarters. "Get out of my quarters now!!!" "... According to the second official report, Lora Deryleen and Alicia Iko captured the previous commander of the independent nations and we
Alicia dazed in a similar trance. She looked on as her apparently dead little brother reaped his swords and whirled them, chopping off delegates arms and legs. At one point he arced his head and caught sight of her, but ventured on with his slaughter as if she wasn't even there, as if he had no clue who she was. Reene and the others tapped them out of their stupor as they pulled out their swords. Alicia began galloping straight towards Drom, and Lora headed for Deryleen. Before they could both reach their intended targets the rest of the faction popped up under the teleportation circle and dropped to the arena, jumping straight into the action. Outside the castle, the intense battle raged on. The army of undead knights fought relentlessly like they had nothing to lose, mostly because they didn't. They overpowered the knights trying to secure the castle and fell to their blades, most of them cowardly retreating. The vurhans continued their orchestra, by then the whole city had awoken
"You know the truth is I was never your brother you simpleton! I was never your brother!" "... Wha... What did I ever do to you brother?" "NOTHING! And that is why I despise you. You never did anything for anyone, only cared about yourself. Using others to get what you wanted... Using me to become the commander!" Slejj coughed up a couple of times before speaking. "What in the hell are you talking about?" "I do not need to explain myself to you! Have you ever heard of Enkai, the forest deity who supposedly guarded the gates against crossers? Protected the Independent States from the world outside, especially vurhans." Slejj stared back in discomfort as a response. "Well, do you remember the day we were on the battlefield, fighting off the hoards of vurhans? I was the one who called on to him. I corrupted him with the help of some new friends I made. Using the power I made it turn against us... It killed and devoured those soldiers, and it was also to devour you! But I didn't pla
Fear was creeping in and Jrue was re-evaluating his options. A retreat would seem reasonable at that point. Lora had been completely taken out of the equation. “Well! I am Waiting!” Tyndale barked, his voice full of excitement. Jrue charged towards him. He wasn’t that good of a fighter in tight spaces but give him an open field and he would perform his acrobatic stunts that surprisingly packed a punch. He sought to tilt the odds to his advantage by taking him to an open field, and there was only one way he saw how. Running full steam ahead he tackled Tyndale and they both burst through the window, shattering the glass and falling three from a height three stories high. There was no object below to cushion their landing, so they sprawled to the hard ground. Jrue landed on his chest, breaking a bone or two. Tyndale landed on the shards of glass. They dug into his back, yet he seemed not to feel irritated by the pain. Before he could get up Jrue rushed over to him and impaled his leg w