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CHAPTER 2 (PART 1): KILL THE BEAST

ผู้เขียน: Carlos Sensei
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2020-08-11 00:22:28

"Eeeek!" 

The shrieking scream of a wild boar echoed throughout the dark forest as it got slashed by Arth’s blade, sharp and deadly. Dark and warm blood burst out of the beast’s wounded belly.

Arth, who was standing in front, raised his Blackwinter sword with its sharp point aiming down towards the head of the boar. Without any hesitation, he landed a quick and direct thrust on its neck. It was a seamless plunge on the soft flesh.

The boar died a few seconds after and a white, small sphere slowly appeared from its mouth. Arth took the white core and placed it on his jar. He grimaced, shaking his head in disappointment, looking at his jar that only contained white cores.

‘Where the hell can I find those B-class beasts?’ Arth thought. ‘Seriously, it's been almost two hours already and all I have collected are white cores from C-class. Damn it.’

Arth let out a huge breath. "We have to work harder, Blackwinter," he told his sword as he placed it back on its scabbard. Without wasting any second, he continued rushing ahead to the depths of the Dark Woods.

The forest was as dark as a moonless night. It was still afternoon, but the light from the sky was completely covered by the big branches of the tall trees above. Silence was so loud that only the sound of Arth’s shoes crunching on the snowy ground was heard. He felt chills on his body as he smelled the husky scent from the old trees combined with the intense coldness of the air. The deeper he went into the forest, the darker it got.

"Come on, B-class beasts," Arth repeatedly whispered, panting hard. “Just a single one would be enough so that I can finally go out of these wretched woods,” he was running out of breath but he still kept on his track. There was no time to waste for the sun is almost down.

All of a sudden, Arth heard a loud growl from his right. He took a quick turn and followed the growling sound ahead. His heart raced fast in excitement. It had always been the first thing he felt every time he went on hunting with Chief Gregor. When he sensed something big of a prey, his energy would suddenly radiate, giving him greater urges to kill it. Arth believed it as a big indicator for a person as a talented hunter. 

Arth took an abrupt stop while breathing shortly when he finally saw the beast. “There you are.”

A huge lion with brown fur stood at a small lump on the snowy ground, flexing the strong muscles of its four legs. The beast’s deadly claws were already out, playing and scratching on the snow surface. Arth had already learned how to determine the class of a beast based on its size. So by judging the size of the lion, he knew it was in class B. And it was a huge jackpot.

The lion charged wildly, opening its wide, razor fangs. Arth bent his knees and took a deep breath as he waited for the beast to get close enough. As their distance closed to a meter, he swiftly jumped towards the right to dodge the beast’s deadly bite. That after, the lion's head crashed against the big trunk of the tree while Arth rolled to the ground and quickly recovered.

The beast shook its head, glared at Arth, and roared loudly in frustration. It bent its legs and cast a leap into the air, directly attacking Arth with its sharp and powerful claws. However, it was a wide opening for Arth. He stomped his foot against the ground and immediately dashed beneath the lion. He swung his black sword and drew a cut at the lion's front arms. The beast stumbled on the snow, roaring in pain as endless blood squirted out of its sliced arms.

"Wound the prey… to slow it down," Arth said, walking closer to the lion. Red, thick liquid was spreading on the white ground. Some were dripping from the black-colored blade of Arth’s sword, leaving out red spots on the snow as he walked.

The lion attempted to attack once again but Arth easily evaded, and by his agile movements, he made another cut on the back legs of the beast. The beast growled ferociously as it fell out of balance, its heavy body slamming to the ground like a fallen tree.

In an instant, Arth gave the final blow, piercing the top of the beast’s head. The sound of the blade sliding through the flesh sounded so satisfying for his ears.

A few seconds after, it died. A red, glowing core slowly appeared from its mouth. The side of Arth's lips rose to a smile, picking up the tiny red sphere and storing it on his jar.

‘Gotta' make it out of this forest now,’ Arth thought. ‘Time is running out. So I have to reach the arena.’ He placed his sword back to its scabbard and started running. ‘Good thing I never used my magic, I don't want to drain all of my energy until I get out of this dark woods.’

Minutes have passed and Arth’s breath was already racing as he rushed further to the forest. He took a jump on the small cliff ahead but then, without noticing, his left foot landed on a blue circular mark on the ground.

Arth’s eyes widened in shock. "Dammit!"

The blue mark on the ground flashed with blinding light, instantly freezing Arth's left shoes and preventing him from running. He muttered a curse as he felt his feet getting numb because of the intense coldness. It was a simple, magic spell trap which Arth had known as the ‘Ice King’s Footprint.’ It was usually used for hunting beasts, trapping them after stepping on it. And now, he felt so dumb and stupid for easily being caught by it.

‘How did I not see this trap?!’ Arth thought as he tried to remove his shoes but the ice was too strong. He wanted to use his sword to break the ice, but he knew that even though it was only a simple spell trap, it was unbreakable. 

"It's been so long, Arth,"

Arth suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind. When he turned around, his lips slightly parted, looking surprised.

"Bran," Arth spoke as he narrowed his blue eyes at the young man with brown hair, standing from a distance. His young face and skin seemed to be like he was in the same age as Arth. ‘So... he's in the competition too?’ he thought.

Bran raised his silver sword and aimed it at Arth's sling bag. "Seems like you have a B-class core on your jar, Arth," he smirked.

“You wouldn’t dare,” Arth barked. He used his sword to cut the strings of his left shoe and then pulled out his foot. He was now standing on the snowy ground with one barefoot. It was numb, so he was yet to feel the coldness of the ground.

"You have to follow the rules, Arth. Encountering another warrior is meant for a battle," Bran said. "I challenge you to a duel. If I win, I'll get all of those cores you collected, including that precious red core you just got."

Arth was about to reply but Bran immediately advanced towards him, giving a heavy swing of his sword. The sound of two blades clanged together as Arth used his sword to counter Bran’s attack. They began exchanging blows at each other with heavy, vibrating impacts affecting their arms.

Bran had appeared to be stronger now compared to what he had been before, when he was still on Frostwood village training with him. Bran left the village a few years back and moved with his parents to Casterfall City. Although they grew up and trained together, Arth had known how dirty Bran played.

As they were blown away from each other, Bran dashed forward again, giving a full thrust with his sharp pointed sword. Arth quickly rotated his agile body to avoid it while landing a powerful, spinning kick on Bran’s waist. The strong kick pushed Bran to the side with much force as his shoes sled on the ground away from Arth.

A loud and dark hiss suddenly stopped their fight. Arth took a pause and looked around. He could hear something big, something sliding or crawling on the icy surface of the ground.

"Oh no, it's that beast," Bran's eyes looked terrified.

"What beast?!" Arth asked but the brown-haired young man refused to answer.

Bran stepped backward with his eyes wide open in fear when he saw something behind Arth. He slowly lifted his trembling hand and pointed at the direction.

"Behind you!"

Arth was about to turn but a powerful strike unexpectedly hit his shoulder, instantly blasting him against the tree trunk. He fell to the ground and smacked his head hard on the big stone.

“Dammit!” he muttered, trying to recover but the bone on his shoulder felt so crushed in all brutality. He grunted in pain as he slowly held his aching injury.

‘God, it hurts!’

Arth squeezed his eyes shut while drawing deep breaths. He slowly felt a warm liquid flowing from his head. It was indeed injured after hitting the hard rock. But since his adrenaline took effect, he still had not felt anything yet.

“What the hell…?”Arth's jaws dropped in shock, seeing a huge black snake. Its red eyes leered at him. He came to realize that the powerful strike earlier came from the beast’s hard tail. Its long body was about five times the size of a human. Looking at the snake’s black, sturdy scales, Arth knew he had no chance attacking its body using his sword. So he was only left with one option; the head.

‘Wait … Where’s my bag?’ Arth's eyes were caught by Bran who was now running away while carrying his sling bag. "God, no!" Arth checked his body and confirmed that it was indeed his bag Bran was already carrying away. 

That cheater! What am I gonna do with the cores for the competition?!’

he clenched his fists in irritation. But that did not matter now for his life was already in a pinch.

He exhaled heavily, trying to calm himself down as the snake crawled closer towards him. Its red, intimidating eyes made his chest pound harder. He coughed with blood, feeling the taste of a rusted iron. As he slowly got on his feet, his knees weakened, but he still managed to stand up. It was painful for him to move his left arm, so he was left with his other right to use his sword.

‘If I use too much magic, I might not have enough energy to get out of this forest. Come on! Think, Arth, think!’

The huge snake hissed with more aggression as it raised its head and looked down at Arth. The beast abruptly swung its hard tail to strike him once again.

Arth already foresaw the same attack so he immediately ducked, dropping his body down on the snowy ground to dodge it. In result, the tail of the snake hit the large tree, creating a loud ‘bang’ sound. The tree shook hard with some of its small branches falling off to the ground.

Arth swiftly crawled and tried to stand up. ‘I can't fight this damn beast head-on in my current state,’

he walked as fast as he could, away from the snake while it was yet to recover from hitting the large tree. He suddenly saw the blue circular mark on the ground earlier.

Arth’s eyebrows rose as he finally figured out what he needed to do. "That's it!" he said. He tried to make haste even though his left, aching shoulder was injured. But there was no time left. He just endured the pain, placed his sword back to its sheath for him to be able to run faster.

"Ice King's Footprint," he cast, stomping his feet against the ground. The surface magically glowed where a blue circle was marked.

It's a simple ice elemental spell so I might be able to cast it multiple times,’

Arth thought. He ran straight for about a few feet before casting another one on the ground. Turning back, the furious snake was seen rushing towards him with overflowing rage.

"Come on!" Arth shouted at the beast. He ran faster, making the snake follow his path while casting the same spell trap every distance.

‘This is bad. I’m almost out of energy,’

Arth thought as his chest got heavier with his muscles weakening. ‘One more!’ he finally stomped on the ground for his last spell and quickly turned around to face the beast. He took a few steps backward, seeing the wild snake slowing down. The beast's long and huge body indeed followed Arth’s path and was now set for his trap.

“Curse you,” Arth instantly clasped both of his hands. “Release!” he cast out. The ground under the snake's long body immediately glowed much brighter. ‘This spell trap is specifically made for hunting wild beasts. I’m lucky Chief Gregor taught me this simple magic,’ he thought.

When the bright light faded, the snake's entire body was completely frozen with thick, colorless ice. The beast hissed loudly as it tried to move its body but it could not.

This spell is unbreakable, but it only lasts for a short time,’

Arth pulled out his Blackwinter sword using his right hand. He had to kill the wild snake now while its body could not move yet.

"Die you beast!" Arth cried as he raised his sword and plunged its sharp point through the top of the snake's head. The pain forced the beast to go outrage, wildly swinging its head.

Arth’s took a deep breath as he saw the snake slowly dying with his Blackwinter pierced on its head. Endless blood started to flow, mixing with the white snow.

At the snake's last breath, its mouth slowly opened, where Arth saw a purple core appearing.

Arth’s legs were shaking when he stood up and walked towards the dead beast. The thick ice that froze its whole body just broke and disappeared.

He slowly pulled his sword on top of its head, hearing the sticky sound of the blade, sliding through its flesh.  The stinky odor of the beast’s mouth came as Arth picked up the purple core.

"I hope one A-class beast is enough," Arth whispered as he looked at the rare core. "That Bran, I'm gonna get that thief."

Although there was no light on the forest, Arth knew that the sun was almost setting. He managed to get out of the forest and finally saw the mountain ahead. The loud cheers of the people from the arena were just heard even from Arth’s distance.

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 2 (PART 2): KILL THE BEAST

    "We have another competitor coming through!" the announcer from the arena spoke. Holding his left shoulder, Arth walked towards the center of the stage where only four warriors left were seen, including Bran. He was moving a bit slower from the exhaustion of his whole body. If only he could skip the evaluation and just head straight to the lounge to rest. Looking around, Arth saw the crowded audiences sitting around the circular arena. Their loud, ongoing yells echoed around the place. At the center of the arena, there were three Grand Knights and one Grand Mage, standing in front of the warriors. One of them was Grand Knight Tera. Arth took a short glance at the Grand Mage who was wearing a white cloak with a ruby badge on his left chest. He already looked old because of his white hair and wrinkled face. Then Arth turned his eyes to Bran, whose face looked surprised of seeing him in the arena. ‘You’re lucky my arm is injured,’

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 3: THE COLD KING

    "This … this is madness! I've done nothing wrong!" A filthy peasant agonized, kneeling on the ground with his hands chained. His dirty clothes have been torn as his dry skin revealed painful marks from intense torture. Along with him were two, dreadful bodies—no heads, lying while blood spurted and flowed on the stone floor. He was the last one to be executed on the underground dungeon of the castle. "The court has already proven you guilty. I’ve no pity to those who defy the laws," Kael Denvorn replied in a cold voice as he stood high in front of the foul prisoner. The silver-armored knight beside Kael handed over a long and sharp sword. "How did I end up to this madness? It was that damn noble who drugged and tortured my family to death! Where the hell is justice in that? That monster should be the one to be punished!" the man cried out with tears falling down from his bloodshot eyes. “You’re all rotting demons… all of you…”

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 4 (PART 1): THE FORGOTTEN WINTER

    "Why is the supply of woods lacking from yesterday's delivery cargo? I received only half of what is requested!" The dark and loud voice of the Lord of Casterfall had stopped Arth from taking a step down the staircases. The sun still had not risen, but he was already asked to meet Lord Nicholas at this very early. The sleeves of Arth’s white cotton garment reached unto his hands, then partnered by his brown trousers. It was the only decent and presentable outfit he got from his bag. His black hair had also been fixed to the side, leaving some strands on his forehead. Thanks to the herbal medicines, his head injury had a smaller bandage now that it has almost recovered. Wood supply? Arth repeated in his mind with his brows furrowed. He wondered if Lord Nicholas was talking about Frostwood, since it was the only village who supplies wood resources. He tiptoed behind the wall to eavesdrop on what the lord was ranting about. "The v

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 4 (PART 2): THE FORGOTTEN WINTER

    Warm air welcomed them upon stepping inside. An open space at the center had long couches and a low table. The blazing fireplace gave warmth and light to the entire living room. The floor was finished with wood and the glass windows had dark curtains covering it. Arth was walking around when he got a bitter and burned scent in the air. "What's that smell?" he asked. Robert looked up and sniffed, then his eyes widened in surprise. "Oh dammit … Alice!" he grunted, storming through the hall. Arth wanted to know where the scent was coming from, so he followed Robert. The hall had two doorways on each side. The first one Arth had passed by was the dining area, and the second one was the kitchen. At the end of the hall was a staircase leading to the second floor. "What on Earthos are you doing?!" Robert's loud voice thundered from the second doorway ahead. As Arth entered the kitchen, the smell of the burning food got stronger. Robert

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 5 (PART 1): HIS FIRST MISSION

    "Heads up, bro. Show me what you've got!" Robert said, pointing a finger at Arth’s face. It was a cold morning and they were standing on the snowy ground right beneath their tree house. Arth had worn nothing but a brown-sleeved shirt, paired with loose trousers despite the freezing morning air. His body had already grown used to the temperature, growing up, living his entire life in the north. On the other hand, Robert was on his black winter coat, reaching down unto his knees. Both of them carried an axe on one hand. "Wait,” Arth furrowed his eyebrows, looking at the axe he was holding. “I thought we’re training?” Robert guffawed after hearing what he had said. “What do you mean training? This …” he lifted his axe, “is part of your training, bro. You have to learn first all the chores on our guild," he tapped Arth's shoulder, "And today, you're starting with mine!" "So you're tasked to harvest woods?" "Cooking is my main job wh

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 5 (PART 2): HIS FIRST MISSION

    “What?” Arth whispered to Robert, taken aback. "I have already thought of that … Arth, can you do it?" Lucas raised an eyebrow. Janshai snorted, breaking the short silence in the room. "Bet this amateur won't last," he said, staring at Arth with a dead-serious look. "First missions have high mortality rate." Arth looked down, clenching his fists. "He'll be fine," Luna told Janshai. "Mortality rate is only high when you're alone." Janshai shrugged, then looked away. "This is a dangerous mission, Arth,” Lucas said. “You'll be raiding the main hideout of bandits … and it’ll only be the two of you. One mistake could be lethal. But don't worry. Believe in Luna's skills. She'll cover you.” Luna turned to Arth. "You hear that? Trust me, I’m a master archer." Arth nodded at her. "I'll do my best, boss.” "Very well," Lucas said. "Luna, Arth, your mission is to wipe out the bandits attacking Whiteground Vil

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 6: THE NEW MEMBERS

    "So you’re the dual-blade wielder everyone has been speaking of …" Kael nodded, his eyes looking amused. “You have interesting skills … you have a name?” A young man was lying on the ground, catching his breath, wiping the trace of blood on his wounded lips. They stood in an open ground of Cold Hills Village, a place used as a training ground for swordsmen as it was fenced with metal bars. The young man winced as he stood up, holding his gut that had been hit by Kael from their fight earlier. His age seemed like in twenties … or below, judging his sharp and juvenile face. A black, leather cloak covered his fair skin, reaching down to his knees. His sharp, gray-colored eyes matched his bright, silver hair perfectly. He picked up the two swords on the ground, then returned them to their sheaths, forming an X on his back. "Tristan," he replied as he wiped the tracks of dirt on his cloak. Kael nodded and then sheathed his sword. "I’

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 7 (PART 1): KILL THE LEADER

    "Intruder!" shouted the furious bandit ahead. He reached up to the rope and rang the bell at his post. The alarming sound immediately alerted the entire hideout. Arth muttered a curse under his breath, gritting his teeth. He unsheathed his Blackwinter sword as he advanced forward. Three bandits charged to meet Arth, shouting their battle cries like savages with their swords at hand. One by one they came at him. Arth dashed forward, swiftly slashing the first bandit by his throat. Blood spurted out of his neck. Holding his bloody throat, the bandit choked, coughing hard until he ran out of life. The second bandit attacked, waving his sword, but Arth intercepted using his blade. Both steels struck and bounced away, producing a clanging sound. Arth took this opportunity, stepping forward, then smashed the bandit’s forehead with a head-butt, causing him to reel backward, then hit the ground Arth took care of the third thug easily. With his

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 38 (PART 2): THE CORONATION DAY

    It was a grand festive night for the entire kingdom capital to celebrate the crowning of the new king. Arth had never been to a big celebration before, seeing lots and lots of people. He was seated at the dais of the Great Hall with tons of food on his own table. It was too much at least for him, so he just sighed and then sipped on his wine, looking around. The other three kings had already returned to their regions right after the ceremony had ended earlier, as they still had other responsibilities to attend to.Now that more people were present, the air had become warmer, filled with loud chats and laughs from the nobles and lords while they drank their liquor. The live music played by the talented musicians had made the Great Hall much noisier.“So this is what a feast is like,” Arth shook his head, watching a drunk noble dance over the table while his fellows laughed and clapped their hands, “It’s &

  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 38 (PART 1): THE CORONATION DAY

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  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 37 (PART 2): BLOOD OF GLACEUS

    Arth cried and screamed from the pain … as the cold, rough earth was crushing his body in between. He exerted his arms, pushing both sides to prevent the ground from squeezing him, but hopeless it was … as it only made him bleed more, caused by the sharp stones against his skin.“Have no worries, for I shall take good care of your lands and—”Dethnar’s voice stopped as well as the ground, then followed by the demon cursing.“What’s … happening … now …?” Arth’s eyes fell heavier, but he still kept his consciousness.“You’re … a … demon …?! What are you?!” Dethnar spoke again from above, his voice shaking and mad. “You traitor! You are one of us … and yet—”“And you are a fool …”Arth

  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 37 (PART 1): BLOOD OF GLACEUS

    “The Demon King had ordered me to initiate the war by destroying the Power Crystal in the North,” Dethnar said, dark-blue flames covering his entire demon form. “This undead army of mine is just the beginning. After getting rid of the crystal I can now—”“I never asked for you to babble about your stupid plans, demon,” Arth cut him off. “You won’t be able to execute any of that. Now that you’re separated from Lucas, I can finally eliminate you from our world.”“Eliminate me?” Dethnar smiled wider in amusement. “You think you can beat me in my true form? You can’t even make a scratch.”“We’ll see,” Arth replied, then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.‘This is it, father,’he thought.‘I’ll show them the true power of our

  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 36: SLAY THE DEMONLORD

    Draphiron’s wings created a powerful gust of wind on the high tower as its claws held on to the pillars, and then lowered its long neck for Arth to climb down. The dragon’s remaining alar, in the form of a blue spirit, had helped him reach Crown Galacer in a short time.“Thanks, Draphiron … thank you, father,” Arth whispered, rubbing the dragon’s neck before he jumped off and landed on the floor. The blue spirit slowly dissolved into strings of alar, flying away from the tower, then they all compressed together and finally exploded in the skies like fireworks.Arth turned around, studying the situation now. The first thing he saw was the cracked Power Crystal … with tiny fragments scattered on the floor. Nearly destroyed it was … that Divine Knight must’ve stopped the demon before it could shatter the crystal. Kael did his job well enough, holding off the demon befo

  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 35 (PART 2): THE UNDEAD INVASION

    After rushing out of the dungeon, Kael led the whole group inside the citadel, sneaking, as they did not want to catch the attention of the ghouls scurrying on the palace grounds … and the undead beasts flying above.A symphony of darkness and silence welcomed them … and it was a bit strange as to why Kael found no ghouls inside.The armory was located on the third floor of the citadel, so they had to use the wide staircases. As they made their climb, they tried to keep the silence, but Kael was annoyed by the Chief’s son who kept on whispering to Gregor. Had Gregor not taught his son how to keep his mouth shut?When they reached the armory, Gregor and his son quickly got their swords back. “Where are we going now?” the Chief asked Kael as they stepped out of the armory.“The throne room,” Kael replied. They got back to the staircases and clim

  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 35 (PART 1): THE UNDEAD INVASION

    “Are you sure about this? What if they attack Cold Hills?” Tristan asked as they rode their horses, the west gate of the kingdom capital rising from their view ahead. It was a half-day journey from Cold Hills after they spotted the blue beam piercing through the skies, coming from the far north.“Don’t worry,” Kael replied. “Our village will be fine. The winterbird from the citadel said that the enemies were only attacking straight towards the capital.”As they reached the western gatehouse, Kael could still see the destroyed portcullis he had caused by the explosion two days ago. He raised his head to the top of the curtain walls and found no knights on watch anymoreThe fort bell kept on ringing, like repeating thunder amidst the dark clouds; the alarm for evacuation. The skies had already turned dark … wind blowing hard against his face, carrying the scent

  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 34 (PART 2): THE CURSED KNIGHT

    “No …” Once again he burst into tears, leaning his forehead on the cold floor.“I failed … all because of me … all because of my stupidity!”Arth could no longer see any hope of saving Glacia. His body was too exhausted, worn out to go after Lucas and stop him. He could not even stand a chance now that Lucas had the sword and the power of its curse. No one could stop him now. And even if there was someone, Arth was already tired of hoping.“So all of our efforts are wasted … our accomplishments with the team … with Alice … all are wasted for his selfish ambitions?!” Arth said to himself as he hit his own forehead against the floor. “Alice died for nothing …

  • Reclaim the Ice Crown (Blue Triangle Series #1)   CHAPTER 34 (PART 1): THE CURSED KNIGHT

    “Watch out, boss!” Arth yelled.But before the claw of the dragon could strike, Lucas made a high jump to dodge. He waved his sword to land a quick slash, aiming at the beast’s head, but then it ducked and spun its enormous body, swinging its huge tail to strike him. Lucas couldn’t move, as he’s still on air, so he had no other choice but to block the tail with his arms crossed.The direct hit blasted Lucas away, slamming him against the stone wall, only to fall on the floor, coughing blood, leaving the wall cracked.Arth held his sword tighter. Despite its enormous size, Draphiron was undeniably fast.Even Arth himself couldn’t possibly react in time had he been in Lucas’ situation earlier.“Why does it keep on attacking us?!” Arth shouted.No … Why would it keep on attacking only Lucas? Not Arth … or J

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