Along the dark streets of the Lower Ring’s third district, Kael Denvorn strolled silently under the cold night, his face shadowed by the hood of his cloak. It became an empty street, mostly. Finding another dead body in the district had made an alarming panic and fear on the people, with rumors spreading about a demon lurking in the alleys of the capital.
“The body has already been taken, Sir Denvorn,” a knight spoke, walking beside Kael. “I don’t see why you still want to check the alley.”
Kael shook his head, chilly wind brushing against his face. “It’s not the body I want,” he said. “You said the mark’s still there.”
“Aye, Sir Denvorn.”
“This is the seventh case we’ve had received,” Kael said. “I want to see the mark myself.”
“But …” the knight hesitated, then he continued, “I thought the councilors have given you all the details and clues … why would you bother going here?”
“Not all …” Kael’s eyes dropped towards the dark cobblesto
That night, Arth dreamt of burning lands and red skies. He thought it was Crown Galacer fallen by the Legion’s invasion … but it was something else. There were no deaths … no humans … only demons … hundreds of thousands of them … Arth forgot what they’d been doing … he forgot what they looked like … he forgot what happened after that. He awoke in his king-sized bed, breathing fast with sweat trickling on his forehead. Then he held his chest; his white sleeping garment soaked and cold. What could’ve awoken him? And what the hell was that dream?One second he was looking around, the next his eyes caught the glass windows gleaming in red light. It came from the outside. Arth jumped out of his bed and walked towards the windows. “What on Earthos …” His mouth parted open just as he spotted multiple red portals pierced at the night skies, all around the Lower Ring. He muttered a curse as several flying beasts screeched and cried … huge birds having wings of an eagle and the
Tristan wanted to curse the world. Had he not been too taken away by that damn noble, he would’ve caught the cruise ship before it sailed off from the port. There’d been no longer cruise ships arriving on the harbor that day, as the next one would arrive in two days. So Tristan had no other choice but to ride the pettiest and stinky ship he had ever been. It was the only ship that would sail in that hour. And Tristan could not afford to wait any longer. The sun had risen from the eastern horizon—his first day away from land—and Tristan had missed a lot already, especially sleep. He couldn’t get his eyes closed as his wooden bed, flat and hard, kept on swaying from the moving ship. Several times his stomach had turned. Several times he threw up. Until now, even if he’s on the deck, he always carried a bucket with him, as he could throw up anytime. Tristan stood on the right side of the deck, his arms resting on the taffrail while he gazed on the endless ocean, gleaming under
Terror had loomed amidst the dark, snowy plains. Kael never wanted this. Letting the King travel with him outside the walls of the capital towards the north was perhaps the biggest mistake he had ever made in his entire life. But it was not as if he could force His Highness to stay, as King Arth would never agree to that. And now, Kael had regretted it. They galloped down the snowy road, the freezing wind blowing against their faces. Kael could already glimpse ahead the high walls of Stone Glacier Ruins rising from the dark horizon. It had been hours of riding and they never made any stop. Kael had never been worried and scared in his entire life. He’s the only one now who could protect His Highness, and it would be the end of Glacia if they’d lose King Arth … if he’d lose again another King, the last King of Glacia. Kael stared at the King riding ahead of him. The scent of rage and bloodlust from the young King had mixed with the wind that brushed on Kael’s face. “Your
"You won't get a single blood from me," Arth said as he unsheathed Frostcalibur, facing six, armed demons. They had muscled bodies with rough burnt skin, wide wings, and long tails. Their armors screamed in black metal, their capes burning red. One of them was dressed in a dark purple cloak, with a long staff in his hand. The others were armed with dual machetes. Arth had found them waiting around the portal just as he entered the Underworld. Good thing he had sensed the presence of demons already before he walked out of the portal, that he immediately closed it to prevent them from using it. He came into the same place where he, Lucas, and Janshai had been. The ground was dark and cold, with several glowing ice crystals surrounding them. The skies were nothing but dusk and thunder. Arth stood on his guard, trying to calm his anxiety and fear, but his heart betrayed him as it pounded harder and faster against his chest. He could feel the enormous aura radiating from their pr
The cage stank of Tristan’s vomit. He walked and walked and walked inside his cell, thinking how bad things had gotten since last night. The ship swayed along with the creaking sound of wood. Tristan covered his mouth with his fist to prevent himself from throwing up again. He swallowed whatever was left that climbed on his throat. Then he took a deep breath. The sound of men laughing out loud came from above the deck. Tristan had no idea what to do without his swords. He might’ve been a skilled swordsman, but one thing he lacked was magic. It would’ve been a breeze to get out of this cell if he used any kind of ice-elemental magic. But he had not known a single spell at all. He had it tried before, but he ended up realizing it was not for him. Without his swords those filthy pirates had stolen, he couldn’t do anything other than breaking the metal bars with his fist or forehead. And the worst of all, they had stolen Draphiron’s core.T
The floor was icy cold beneath his knees. Kael couldn’t move a single muscle as he stared at the portal; now closed as if it returned to its slumber. His eyes fixed steady. His only heartbeat challenged the sound of the howling chilly wind, slow but strong, pummeling against his chest. What just happened? He could hear voices echoing inside his head. Kael Denvorn, the King’s Guard, Protector of Ice Crown, and Divine Knight of Glacia, had failed once again. The biggest failure he had. The worst one.Light snow rained like thousand questions, pummeling Kael harder and harder into the ground, driving him into insanity. What had he done? Was this the end of his duty? Was the King dead after getting trapped in the Underworld? What would the councilors say? What would the people of Glacia say? What now?With a single, slow exhale from his mouth—white mist released—Kael tried to process the situation in front of him. T
Arth coughed at the cold wind blowing against his face as they ascended into the blue-green skies. His mouth and throat thirsted dryly beneath his mask. He had forgotten the air in the Underworld could slowly intoxicate human lungs if breathed for too long, worse if the clouds were to be inhaled, so he’s glad to have the mask on. But how the hell could he stay longer to find Janshai in this wretched world? A series of coughs escaped his mouth.“Just hold your lungs ‘till we get there, we’re close,” Sir Edric said in front of him, looking down. “Ain’t that beautiful scenery, Your Highness?”Arth gripped the General’s leather vest tighter before he glanced down. Dark, bluish mountains expanded beneath them as if they’re continuous waves amidst a sea of dread and depth. He only saw mountains and ranges. He had no idea what the General found in it that made him see its beauty. &ld
Tristan could not bear it much longer. The salty air combined with the stank of his vomit, of piss, of rotten food, along with the sickening motion of the ship, would soon end him before he could even get out. His mouth bled from his wounded tongue. Bruises from his arms and legs screamed pain. His gut ached as if every breath he’d take had pained whatever was left of him.Tristan winced as he raised his head to look. Several prisoners sat behind their bars, waiting for something. No more than ten, Tristan counted. Could they do it?“I swear if this won’t work you’ll be the first one I’d kill before I get out of this ship,” Tristan whispered towards the next cell where Lewis sat.The young noble let out a raspy chuckle. “I’ll give it to you, then.”Tristan fixed his gaze on the man, remembering what had gotten into him that made him agree to follow Lewis’
A huge explosion shook the area of the Ashenvale forest.“What is this power?” Maester David was staying in the big tree watching General Kael and his student, Arth battle.He could see Arth at a disadvantage after taking many hits and blows by the mighty sword of the General. Every attack of the general and every block of Arth was slowly draining his strength.General Kael was still holding his sword one hand while Arth was already panting and wounded.“Just yield, Arth. You can’t defeat me.” The general said.“Even with my last breath, I will never yield.” Arth replied catching his breath. His brown cloak was already shed with blood and his lower ankle injured. Soil and dust are already on his face and his yellow hair.“Then I’ll force that out of your mouth.” The general quickly touched the ground with his hand and looked at Arth narrowly. “You’ll regret this.”The ground began to shake suddenly. Huge root vines came out from the ground and extended towards Arth with speed.Arth he
The plan changed. Because of the chase, I was led to east from Casterfall Kingdom. Arth thought while riding his horse in a snow plain. I guess the best route for me is Frostwood village. I want to see Chief again. He passed through big stones covered with snow. From there, snow began to fall lightly.I wonder how Grand Master Tera is doing. The knights from Ice Crown Glacier are really scary. Arth saw a hawk flying over the big stones. But the one who saved me… who is he? I heard the Grand Knight call him Grand Magus. His magic is purely immense. I want to learn those skills someday. The hawk landed over the other big stone in his left side. Arth noticed that the hawk was wearing a black scarf collar on its neck.“What in the world…” Arth felt something strange about the hawk. Then, the hawk began to cry out suddenly.Wait a sec… Arth realized that it was not a wild bird. “It’s calling someone!”He whipped the rope of his horse to run fast. Then, he began to hear running footsteps
The village bell rang in the cold and windy mountain top. The noise of the women and men calling and shouting filled the whole atmosphere with intensity and fear. After a few moments, the doors and windows of the houses were closed and locked tightly. The men which appeared to be hunters gathered towards the center village.The village was located on top of the mountains and built above the stones on the sides. Stones on the mountains have been formed to make stairs/roads from the base to the village on top. It was almost the end of afternoon and the skies are getting dark.“Sir Kael! They already reached the southern gate in the base of the hills.” One hunter wearing black jacket approached Kael who was walking towards the scout tower. Kael walked towards the wooden stairs up to the scouts. He went to see what’s below the mountains. He could clearly see hundreds of blue caped knights standing on the base of the mountains.“Quick, tell the people to pack and go all the way towards the
“So, the Arth that you’ve talked about with Chief Gregor is the rightful heir to the frozen throne?” Tristan said with a loud voice. “Keep it down. Someone might hear us.” Maester David replied as they jumped from their horses and walked towards the entrance to the dark woods. They stopped and the maester pointed at the woods, “We have to reach the city as soon as possible. And this is the fastest way for us.”Tristan looked at the dark entrance and he could hear the echoes of the sound from the deep woods. “I can definitely sense many things here.” He said as he narrowed his eyes. Snow was falling from the white sky and a slight cold wind breezed through the two.“These woods are lived by wild beasts. I can sense them too.” Maester David replied. “No, it’s not only the beasts. I can feel something else. A group of people, I guess?” Tristan told the maester. Then he shook his head, “Never mind. Let’s go now, maester.”They began walking on the snowy path towards the entrance. “Stay al
After the tricky escape of Arth and Robert, they arrived in the secret tunnel of Casterfall kingdom in which Grand Master Tera told them before. I’m back here, again. Arth thought. The last time Arth was there was when he ran away and chased by the knights. The two entered the tunnel and it was pitch-black. They could hear the water running through the tunnel as they walked on the side. Robert casted an Illumination in a lesser energy to light up the tunnel way. “How was the academy you got into with Bran?” Arth suddenly asked while looking down in the stone way as he walked.“It was great. There are lots of things that I learned there.” Robert replied. “But Bran was still the same. He never learns.”Arth smiled as he shook his head. “I envy you. You got to learn a lot. It must be so fun.”“Why? What about your private trainings with Grand Master Tera?” Robert turned to him while walking.“We only did some training to build my stamina. And he only taught me one skill.” Arth replied.“
Now that I got these knights away from my village, I better think about my escape now. Kael told himself as he was sitting on a horse behind Grand Knight Bryle with his hands chained. He realized that there were also eight knights in a formation with them. One in front was a banner man carrying the flag of the Ice Crown. Kael and the grand knight were in the center and the other seven knights surrounded them as they travelled on their horses. I can’t fight them but I just need to distract them only if I have my sword with me. Using just magic is not enough to distract them. Kael thought as he looked at the pine trees covered in snow they pass through. He turned to the Grand Knight’s back and looked down to his elegant sword. An enchanted sword, huh? There’s clearly no chance of fighting them. “So, you’re Kael? The son of king Kaelas?” Grand Knight Bryle said smiling. “I never thought you’re alive.” Kael remained quiet after what the knight said.“I once served him. To be honest, I h
Tristan quickly walked passed through two small houses towards the big white tent ahead. There were wooden benches outside the tent which are for the people accompanying their sick or injured patient. The chief directly saw maester David wearing blue cloak sitting in the bench on the right side impatiently waiting. He approached the maester quickly.“Maester David?” Tristan called while he was walking towards him. The maester turned and was relieved to see him. Maester David stood and shook hands with the chief.“Tristan, it’s been how many years.” The maester said.“15 years actually,” the chief replied. “What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in Ice Crown right? And what’s with the elf?” He asked with his eyebrows meeting.“I’ve got bad news. There’s a war coming.” The maester said worriedly as he sat down.“A war? What are you talking about?” the chief replied.“King Muradin will declare war with the elves if they don’t give what he asks. He sent me there to negotiate but t
“What happened to the kid?” Lord Nicholas was standing in the tiled path towards the entrance to the high garden. He was in his white sleeved clothing and brown pants. Grand Master Tera was there in the entrance of the garden looking at the fountains. The sky was cloudy but there was no snow falling. The snow that covered the grounds and plants made it seem that snow just fell earlier.Grand Master Tera looked above and saw the high towers of the castle. He sighed instead of turning to Lord Nicholas. “He’s gone.”“To where? The knights from Ice Crown Glacier became frustrated that they didn’t found the boy. You said he was there in his room?” The lord said.The Grand master turned to the lord, “I already said it, my lord. He’s gone. I don’t know how or why.”“And you were gone also by the time the knights searched his room. Is there something you’re not telling me, master Tera?” Lord Nicholas looked him in the eye as he walked towards him.“I was in my office, my lord. I just continu
The green woods and mountains of Ashenvale have spread throughout its entire region. The scent of the husky woods and the sound of the birds made the entire environment a natural and peaceful to be in.Maester Kael, wearing a blue cloak and carrying his valyrian sword, have gone through the green woods. The soft soil of the earth gave the maester a comfortable travel on it.The place seemed to be so magical. A strong spiritual energy can be felt by the maester in to the woods.The wisps have always protected their forest and brought life in it. Maester Kael thought as he walked in the pathway through the forest.He saw different friendly animals on his way through the woods. He encountered stags, birds, monkeys, and a hippo. Such beauty the forest holds. I have to get to the Guardian of the Forest as soon as possible. The maester thought.He crossed a shallow river ahead and jumped on the small rocks. After reaching on the other side, he saw a yellow butterfly flying towards him. The