The extreme fire of the flames charred the body. The undead knights nearest to the flames threw themselves into the fire, oblivious to their own safety. Others struggled to rip the soul sleeve from the tyrant's baked arm, while others struggled to drag the flaming body out of the flames. Even after spending a considerable amount of time within the fire, the spell enchanted on the sleeve rendered it indestructible.One of the soldiers was able to rip it off and throw it over to the side of the field that was not engulfed in flames. The other undead knights swarmed around the sleeve, scratching its fur. Their perseverance paid off soon after, and streams of violet and black smoke began to emerge from the sleeve. They stood their ground, while others were hit by tongues of smoke, which would seep into their armour and through their chests.They became conscious of their surroundings almost immediately after the streak of energy reached their body, as if they had just awoken from a long sl
SALS VILLAGE“I assure you, when the time comes, the superiors will bring themselves to you!”. He retracted remembering how the king was in pain, "But we have to fix that first.”He hoisted his arms up high, beckoning to the skies. He drew in an extensive breath, breathing through the gaps of his teeth he sounded like he was in the middle of a virile blizzard.“I call to you great presence. Heed to my orison and grant me your unfathomable power! For we serve you, o great link, our path to...Tomasa!”With the last word slipping through the cracks of his teeth along came a ghostly radiation. Drom was overcome by a sudden burst of vigor, his broken ribs searched for their severed parts and wound themselves together. His scissored knee reshaped and reverted, allowing him to bend his leg again. Within moments he was back to his old self again, perhaps better.“Now, the link has chosen you to be one of the people who should witness the tru
The battlefield wreaked blood and bile as guts and body parts scattered all over the mud. Yet it was still raging, the fight was far from over. Both the armies fought like there was no tomorrow. They were all willing to lay down their lives to secure victory.“A vurhan and the dark bender working together. I never thought I would see the day. One thing I know is that the keepers of the covenant and the Vurhans are sole enemies, and no matter the situation, one would never be willing to work with the other. I am guessing you are not fighting me willingly, are you… dark bender?”Tyndale asked, walking slowly towards the duo. With each step, the mud below his soles boiled. Daito twitched his eyebrows a little. The words seemed to be getting through to him“Ah yes, I get it now. They have you under a slave emblem! No wonder you are this weak, needing the help of that vile creature to fight me!”Jericho shrieked back, it seemed to understand Tyndale's words and they didn’t settle well with
“ You can't possibly agree to this. He should be put to death as soon as possible. Giving a killer like him additional time to life is pointless! ...” he...”“ Enough is enough!!! His trial will take place tomorrow, and that will be the end of it! Now I don't want to hear from you; his actions have had an impact on everyone here, and he will be confined in the jail cell until we can prove it. If you believe you have the power to oppose your king, go ahead and do so, but be prepared to pay the price.” Drom roared angrilyThey admired this side of Drom, authoritative and forceful, and that version of Drom had gained their respect. The council members took a seat, waiting for the next item on the agenda.“How about the dark bender? Is that him?” The leader of the Milner family, Thomas Milner, inquired.Drom said, "I am confident that is him."“How can we prove it?” Drom stood up and began making his way over to the dinner table. He was confronted by a knight guard who was near by.The d
FORGOTTEN TEMPLES OF SOUTH ANGUSAlicia grew enraged and seized the man's left arm, dragging him closer to her. She yanked him back and pulled him to the ground until her feet were in place. The inebriated knight guard lost control of his body. His foot dislodged from the ground, and he plummeted, landing flat on his back with all the force of his fall. He puked up the alcohol that had been flushed down his throat. He struggled unsuccessfully to stand up with the oxygen knocked out of his body.He was about to unsheathe his sword when he spotted the official king's seal on her breastplate; it appeared that the fall had restored his senses.As he struggled to his feet, he coughed uncontrollably "I'm sorry ma'am, I was just kidding. The state guard is at the shelter."The entire audience roared in awe. Alicia took her bag and went right into the hovel, where she noticed a middle-aged guy seated at the far end. A stacked stack of papers sat on th
None responded, with the exception of Lisa, who turned to her and smiled brightly, finishing with a brief giggle. That was to be expected from Lisa, who was always cheerful. Alicia pondered the possibilities for her story. Slejj's plot, his quest to redemption, all while overcoming treachery for the sake of the Independent states, was familiar to her. Daito, on the other hand, had given up his role in order to maintain his humanity. But what about the teeny-tiny energy ball stuck to his arm? Alicia wanted to ask Slejj a question, but she decided to wait until they arrived in town.The sun's rays became heavier as time passed. Daito's hand was abruptly released from Lisa's little claws as they were crossing a bridge, and she started running towards a young lady approaching them from the front. She was a long way out, but with each step she took, she got closer. The sweltering sun had made the air hazy, and she seemed to be dancing her way towards them from that d
"Look, kid, what do you think will happen when you return to Royal Republic? What will people think of you? The dark bender who ran away because he was too afraid to face his responsibilities. You are one half of the duo who is supposed to lead the entire nation, and do you think people will respect you, a coward? No one will take orders from a frail man who runs away from his responsibility. Look, kid, I'm already a traitor, or so people say, and my return to Royal Republic is going to end in one way or another with execution, so if I can't help you right now, I might as well go down preserving your reputation.""... That's stupid. You know I'm never going to agree to that..."Slejj re-lit his pipe and inhaled the energizing smoke, "When the time comes, you'll see that I'm making sense, and you'll make the proper choice," he said as he blew a ring of smoke into the air and watched it dissipate.Daito paused for a moment, moving his gaze away from the book for a time to comprehend Sle
FOTGOTTEN TEMPLES OF SOUTH ANGUSShe heard someone coughing outside, and the sluggish delivery that accompanied the cough was all too familiar. There was only one person she knew who never made an effort to use his vocal cords, and what in the world was he doing awake at this hour?She went out of the tent to find him seated on a rock, looking into the Cimmerian sky, surrounded by specks of light. Obviously, a boiling pot of green tea sat over the fading firewood flames? But, owing to him, there was no tea.He sneezed again, this time more forcefully than the last cough that had slipped between his teeth. The fool was sitting outside with only a little cloth covering his torso, knowing full well the repercussions of his actions. Even with god magic, Alicia felt like smacking some sense into that powerful simpleton; mother nature was no match for him. She got an empty cup from behind the tents and filled it with dried tea leaves, which she threw
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