Cornelius drew his sword and took his warrior stance as his vampire fangs elongated and glistened from the little sunlight that graced upon him. There was not much room to move on this wagon top.The cart unexpectedly hit a boulder and both of them had to catch themselves to keep from falling off. Snow clouds, silver and black, in a multitude of precious metal hues, adorn the sky as if they long to kiss the land but to Cornelius, it was like his death was near because he saw them as a warning.Cornelius looked down over the side to see the carriage was riding close to the boundary of the plain. If he fell over that side, he would hardly hit the bottom, he would fall an extra several hundred feet down the side of the ridge to his death with that thought, Cornelius shivered, and in that shiver was a moment of truth, a story of the emotions that no mask could ever hide. In the array of frozen heights, where the air kisses his lungs so coolly, the sudden blizzard tips the balance of his
UnderworldNear the Valley of DeathIn the afternoon, barefoot on the icy turf, Diana approached the black dense wilderness, filled with the uncertainty of what she had seen in her dreams when she took a nap by the little shaft, but also with the fear of what she saw last night at the underground tunnel, in fact, she was too confused about what happened back there, one moment, she was saving someone and the next, the man disappeared in her grip.Her enthusiasm about what transpired which has been concealed since then but all at once comes bursting up from within her now. She wondered what truly happened back there. Who was that man?Diana was in a state beyond mere apprehension. No word was sufficient for what she had sensed. Now she was at the dense shrouds, touching the gloomy cloud, so black, sleek, like a moonless night sky reflected in the sightless face of a shadow. She was practically as bewildered as she petrified, for it appeared to her that she was both at the dark tunnel an
The distant hills surrounding the barn reminded Damian of the mounts of Daisy Valley, his childhood home. Ancient oaks, birches, and maples covered the steep slopes, and thick scrub covered the forest floor. It was supposedly gorgeous in the fall, but in the summer it was a treacherous landscape, muffled with foliage.It's morning now and he and Tommy started their journey past midnight. They were crazy enough to journey when Goblins were everywhere, Damian sighed as he swung his arm to clear a path through the thickets, but he wasn’t moving fast enough. Tommy had been walking so fast in front of him that he had lost him twice now.Above them was two enchanted birds flew at about three miles per hour, watching for Goblins, it was Aya's idea, though Tommy could effortlessly beat that speed on a flat stretch, now he was slogging up and down the hills while the birds moved in perfectly straight lines above the treetops. They have decided to journey to Aya's cabin to infiltrate the tunnel
BarnDiana began to pace after hearing from the old witch that Damian and Tommy went to Aya's cabin to rescue her. It was an outrageous intention especially with the Goblins everywhere. But Aya had convinced her not to worry, as she already sent a flock of birds to advise them to come back. While waiting, Aya told her to take a rest and gave her a goblet of fresh blood.Meanwhile, a bald woman with raw stitches in her scalp was shearing off Lanah’s and Cavin's hair. She was dressed in a dark kilt and black cloak like the other local woman at the barn. The bald woman's face was blank as she ran the razor over Lanah's head, which was held inert by a cloth strap looped around her brow. She was laid in a makeshift bed fitted with other sashes that bound her wrists to the side and her ankles to the bed legs. Another woman was preparing a salve of herbal mixture. She asked about it and Aya told her that it was needed to make sure that Cavin and Lanah's would be trapped on their body after t
"But you know better than that Lucinda, we all know that right now she is the most important person in our community. After all, he was the only one who could open the portal to the underworld." Sullivan kept smiling. “I assure you, Lucinda, even Camellana tried to open it with the codex of the demons but she couldn't. She failed, and those rumors that some dark sorcerers of the church were able to open the portal with their version of the codex were all rumors and lies, to threaten us. Oh well! It's quite relevant. Didn’t you wonder how I learned that it was just a mere ploy? It’s because, like yourself Lucinda, I have spies everywhere and right now I am ahead of you in any way."Lucinda was deafeningly quiet for the first few minutes. She didn't do anything but stare at the orange glow that seemed to be buzzing more and more, not moving a muscle. The other chief, expressing their dissatisfaction, swung their head back and forth, their gaze alternating between Lucinda and Diana. It w
It's far more difficult to hide from your other hidden havens, such as Aya's farm and the Battleaxe tribe. If some of you manage to get past them, the Goblin will be able to track you down. And you just have a little more than three days until my dark force comes after you. So, after breaking through the farm's magical barrier and studying the grounds, we've determined that the situation is as follows...” Sulu takes one step back and inhales deeply, and his face becomes smaller against the blazing magical lamp. “Your predicament is quite challenging. But, happily, I am inclined to be of assistance to you.”Everyone sat and waited. Lucinda gave out a phony laugh, which ultimately caused her to lose her cool. Even though she was looking in a different direction than Sulu, her voice remained as serene as the beginning of spring, as if her heartbeat had remained steady. That was just the way the old witch was, born tranquil, and there was nothing anyone could do to change her or make her
Five miles south of Redberg Village, Damian and the four enormous Goblins trotted their forces back to the farm, which was five miles away. Damian was in complete disbelief. The devious Goblin waited until all of the greatest witch warriors had left on their duty to save the human before attacking their undefended hamlet, and then the beast struck. Damian did not have the privilege of fighting them in the manner of a man or more, nor did he have the faith without the help of Tommy's wolf, and Damian was well aware of Tommy's motivation: Diana, his best friend and right now they only change to survive was to run away.Galloping so fast, away from the Goblins Damian was riding at Tommy’s wolf’s back, and right now he was lost to his thoughts. While there were millions of flakes than it would be possible to count, each one forges its own courageous way to the white dunes that were growing even taller in the blizzard. A million single flakes in the sky would be the height of insanity, bu
The Diana groups and the Battleaxe warriors set out on their journey once the storm abated. Even though Erik and Tomas' group traveled to the Dark Native Cavern in order to warn the others, they arranged to meet at the Redberg Village moor late in the evening and had intentions to mingle with the church troops who were stationed nearby to infiltrate their camp.Diana and the others were creeping through the catacombs beneath the hamlet of Redberg with Tommy and Damian. The three brothers were crawling on their backs, and Aya's bird was accompanying them as well. As they moved closer to the top of the hill, the tunnels became more congested and bordered by barriers.In the evening, Erik and Damian’s group arrived at the nearby farm; they had been waiting for the perfect moment for hours. It was decided that they would dress in peasant clothes, green tunics, and overcoats to try to fit in with the village's peasants.Then waited for the right moment to strike.Across the village square,