The wind continued to how and the explosions were heard from almost every corner. All the villagers had been evacuated to a place where the silverhounds won't get to them. Still carrying their rakes, shovels, and lances, they tried to fend themselves off the silverhound that tried to reach them from the water.
They were all mixed. Soldiers, maids, villagers. But they were not as many as the minutes before all these chaos happened. Some of them have perished from being crushed by the rocks and debris of construction materials. Some of them were eaten by the silverhounds. Some of them were impaled by Polo's ice glacier magic.
Everything was covered in blood, sweat, and night hallow dust. Most of the night hallows were killed by the silverhound and turned into dust.
Asty could see all the violence before her eyes.
This was the real world.
The real world that they needed to protect.
For so many weeks they saw that they were protecting it f
Name correction, Celeste—Asty. Thank you so much for the correction Miss Kristie Lau, from the comments below!
Polo stared as they drowned in the lava. He stood still hearing their wailing from are. Their painful roars and their bodies turning to dust. None was left on the battlefield but him and him alone.Asty had successfully reached near Chaol, who had protected himself in a runic barrier. Inside was also the King, the Captain, Yuran who had come back from the evaluation to help, Lana, Owl, Robynn, Othello, and Yvonne Polo casted an ice tower to launch himself in the air, but the lava crushes and melts the tower's foot, causing for it to crumble again. He makes another platform of ice and he landed on the floor and casted a spell."Frozen Catastrophe!" In an instant, the liquid around him froze and crumbled into tiny pieces. The ice then melts and evaporates in the air leaving the battlefield clean once again."I really hate it when people let me clean up their mess." he gritted his teeth and looked at Chaol. "Are you happy?" he gr
Chaol showed no mercy to him anymore. He was tired of hearing his maniacal laughter and defying the truth of his existence and death. "I think this is where it ends for you, Polo the Tenth. I will put you to sleep and make sure that you will never wake up again." "That is quite terrifying to hear." he chuckled. "Why don't you try, then?" "I guess I don't have a choice then. If you continue to be like this, then I won't hesitate to take your life myself." "I have no more life!" he told him. "I am just a ghost, and therefore you will not be able to kill me! I will continue to roam this world wherever and whenever I like. I will kill people and night hallows whenever I want. I will seize the entire world until everyone knows my name. Until the gods will fear me!" "The gods will never fear and stoop down to someone as low as you," he told him. "I've had enough of this pointless conversation, hearing about your whining against the gods. Why don't w
The defeating silence.The howl of the wind.The dripping of blood.Asty could hear them all.She watched as Chaol's body suspended in the air as the ice pierced his body. She saw how his eyes began to close as a smile tugged from his lips. Chaol's body limped, as the darkness conquered him.The beryl glow beneath them faded and the frost from her legs shattered like glass. The people wondered what in the world had just happened."C-Chaol...?"Lana, Owl, Yvonne, Othello, and all the other night hallows who were resurrected under Chaol's name, fell on their knees as a surging pain pierced through their chests. It was as if the twelfth's pain was divided amongst them. Othello grabbed the grass and ripped them, while gasping for air as the tormenting pang spiked more."A-Argh..."Asty watched as Lana and the others convulsed and vibrated. Soon, wails of agony filled the air as the night hallows screamed in excruciating and
Yuran stayed on the ground as it shook tremendously. All of them grabbed to whatever their hands could."What is she doing?!" the captain yelled at them while grabbing onto a miraculously standing pole."I don't know!" he yelled to him.Vaughn covered his face with his arms, while advancing himself against the raging winds."Your Majesty! What are you doing?!""Robynn! We have to get to Asthenosthene quickly! It won't be good if a Sunchild on our side dies too!""I know it, dammit!" he responded and takes the hilt of his sword towards his mouth. He clenched his jaw making sure that his sword wouldn't slip out because of how strong the wind was. "What's the plan?!""I'll take the other side and clash with him while you take her away, we can't let her die!""Aren't we going to die ourselves?!""No!" he looked at him. "He hasn't been casting his ice spell since earlier! It must have been emptied out because of casting that
His soft flesh made way for the blade to sink inside.The tenth moonchild screamed in agony as he felt that searing pain as Asty's blood mixed with his and felt that burning sensation of the area, started to fizz.The laceration she had inflicted on him was deep. Polo crashed into the ground, as Asty's hands were still fully attached to the hilt of her sword. She looked at him with a cold expression and whispered against his ear, showing no ruth."It's over—"She was not able to finish her words. All of a sudden, Asty's head started to hurt.'Ah...' she winced inside her head. 'What is going on?'The woman's head felt like she was being drilled. She attempts to remove her hand from the hilt of her sword, but it wouldn't budge. She started at the glowing blade that was pierced onto his spine.In that brief moment, it felt like everything around
Have you walked in the same path for so many years again and again?Have you ever wondered how tiring and exhausting it was to see the same things on your line of vision?Have you ever wondered if you'll ever be able to finally get a chance for a change?For the tenth moonchild, yes.Unable to find his true purpose of life, he found a vessel of his own and walked the lands of the earth for eons. He crossed seas and loitered in land, to find his very reason of living.It was unusual, for he could not find it.He would lift his head to the stars and ask the skies above if they could give him an answer of who he was, but his plight were mostly ignored. He was troubled.He did not know who he is.There he was, in the middle of a snowy mountain, surrounded by wolves and white-colored bears. The creatures did not pounce o
"Please pull the lever, Polo!""I got it!"It was another day for the folks to work. Polo, who was now one of the known people in their village, was helping them with the fences against the wolves."Is that all for today?" the builders asked one another."Yeah I think so." he then looked at Polo. "Good work today, boy. Your wife must be so happy to have you around."A blush escaped from the male's cheek. He scratched the back of his nape while looking at them. "S-She isn't my wife, yet.""So when are you, lovebirds, planning the wedding?" one of them nudged his arm.Polo chuckled hesitantly, feeling pressured at their constant teasing. "We planned to do the ceremony on the fourth." he told them. "You guys are invited, of course.""That's what we'd like to hear!"They all gave Polo a smack in the back, a customary thing for them to do to and express their encouragement to their buddies.Minutes later, a familiar vo
Asty walked within the flames of the ground as she approached the lifeless corpse of her beloved. she clenched her fists upon seeing his torn body and closed her eyes as the tears streamed down from her face. There is no greater pain in the world than to lose someone you love.It is a pain that will be permanent inside your heart and will linger around for so many years. And she was not sure if she was prepared for that. Everything was so sudden, so fast, so abrupt. Did not know what to do or what to expect. The betrayal, the revelations, and then suddenly turning back the tables to prove that the ones she thought were the criminals were actually the innocent ones.She crouched on the ground and reached out to his cold body. What else can she expect? He is gone and he will never come back to her. The eclipse was an unfair event. The people viewed it as equal, but to her, it was only another cruel event.