"Everyone is terrified of losing something, whether it's the one thing that distinguishes them from the vurhans or some other species. My humanity was what I was terrified of losing, and it's likely the same thing the kid is afraid of losing as well." Slejj said, shaking his head in the direction of Daito. Alicia returned her attention to Daito as she stepped towards them. The thin waves of fog swaying in front of him were being moved away by his muscular frame. He rubbed his hand over his bouncy hair, stroking back the sun-kissed hair, which was drenched with icy water. As he got closer and closer to them, it flapped and fluttered above his ears. A thin stream of water poured down his face and down his defined chest, originating in his hair. The tents behind him were obscured by his broad-shouldered torso. ou are a traitor." Slejj leaned back in his chair and burst out laughing, as if Alicia had said a terrible joke and he was teasing her. It lasted about as long as uncomfortabl
It took a while for Drom to realize Harmel's presence. His eyes rolled slowly until he caught a glimpse of him holding onto the door, tired, on the verge of a collapse. Drom quickly forced a smile, trying to mask his unease, " aren't you supposed to address me as my liege?""Liege my foot! Get down there, you big oaf! Commander is waiting for you, he has been here... For the past two damn hours you big mutt!"" Okay okay! I'm going... no need to get all aggravated, you know your intelligence reduces when you are angry right?!""Haha so funny...just like that crown hides all the stupidity under that hair, I'm even surprised a human being can survive that long without a brain."Harmel treated Drom like a friend rather than his king, and Drom wanted it that way. They would spend all day cracking jokes and making fun of themselves, and it was tough for them to act all formal in front of others. Harmel gave Drom a perennial stare, noticing how his smile quickly faded. He knew he was faking
Daito hesitated once more, it was as if his body was lagging.“Did you no just hear me I said go in there and execute everybody!”After a second or two he finally achieved movement. It seemed a part of him was fighting off Alvatrone’s orders. He was resisting the emblem from within. Daito picked up his robe and gave Alvatrone a suspicious look before he descended the hill once more. The administrative Head began formulating doubtful thoughts in his mind, whether his spell was still effective or was he breaking it.IN SALS VILLAGEThe trespasser came to the next day and the State Guards were allowed to enter the room where he lay.“Wait a minute! I do remember this guy! It was that Albert guy, the one that helped the commander capture Slejj!”“Of course! I knew that face looked familiar!”Albert got up from his bed and aggressively reached for a cup of water resting on his bedside. He flushed down the water with his trembling hand.“What happened to your hand?”Albert was still disorie
The army swarmed into the castle. Thomas Milner fought them off alongside Alexander Xermia and Sigrid Hermon. Julius Aldeim was up against Jrue Deryleen, but he was the first of the twelve family leaders to fall to Deryleen's blade. His arrows were no match for his tempo. He dodged them handily, at long last he ran a blade through his throat and off he went, off to the dead. Arthur Callusios was up against Tyndale. Brute strength against brute strength. He managed to land a hit on the tyrant, using all his martial arts skills to weave and bend himself to make the bump, but it had little to no effect. Tyndale grabbed his leg and snarled it like a twig. He fell to the ground yelling in anguish. Tyndale stepped over him and clamped his face with his hand, charging up a blast that rendered him headless in a matter of seconds. Alicia headed for Drom, Daito still beside him, emotionless. Anato appeared in front of Alicia's path, blocking her "That's the wrong way darling," he said, pucker
“... Farewell my king, and understand. His death was for a greater cause, and there cannot be peace without war, just as there cannot be love without hate.” a bright flash of light swallowed him and he vanished. Drom felt a cold surge charge him up. His veins filled up with vengeful blood, cracking his skin in dark networks germinating all over his body. For the sake of his kingdom, he had to ravel the feral side he tucked away inside him. The animal concocted from the dark aura he battled with every day caused by the Shai flowing through his body. For years he held back his fury, but now someone gave him a reason to release it. He had to bring out the worst in him.ON THE HILLS OUTSIDE THE WALLS OF NORTH ANGUSStanding at the peak of one of the hills poking out of the surface they eyed the dying lights of the city. Slowly the flickering lights died down, it was midnight, the villagers were shutting their windows, traders were blowing out their candles, the night sky informed them it
//…………………………………………………………………………………………………….//“I hope you fancy a little bit of history lessons,” the king said, sipping his wine elegantly. Judysat at the other end of the corner, Uncomfortable and tense. That did not bother the king in theslightest, he continued to say, “You see, history has it that the first Alchemists, the followers ofthe founders Cythis and Bevana were once considered a cult. an evil one for that matter, somewere hoping that they could be eradicated and done away with. At first it was a small following,consisting of only five families, my family, The Vonners, was among those five.Soon enough, after the entire Kingdom got hostile and began a violent denial against Cythisand Bevana, the rest of the family fled, renouncing their beliefs on the founding. all of themabandoned Cythis and Bevana except the Vonners. My ancestors are loyal to them, and theywere promised the Kingdom after Cythis and Bevana succeeded, and succeeded they did. myancestors were named r
“Wait a minute! I do remember this guy! It was that Albert guy, the one that helped the commander capture Slejj!” “Of course! I knew that face looked familiar!” Albert got up from his bed and aggressively reached for a cup of water resting on his bedside. He flushed down the water with his trembling hand. “What happened to your hand?” Albert was still disoriented, he bashed the cup at the edge of the nightstand begging for water. Reene reached for the jug and poured it into the cup. After two more servings, he was finally calm and he lay back on his bed. “How long was I asleep?” “Only one night.” Reene answered. “Good, then there is still time. You have to hurry before it is too late.” “Still time for what? What are you talking about?” “I need to talk to whoever is in charge! This is urgent.” The rest of the room looked at him like he had lost his mind. “What are you looking at? I said I want to talk to whoever is in charge!” “You are looking at them. We are the ones in c
They were correct copies of each other, and their eyes, whereas being of inverse sexual orientations, were strikingly comparative. He might tell this was Jrue's sister right away. He drawn nearer the position of royalty and fixed the ties that held his robe in bind behind his back. The holy people ran to him and gotten it when it dropped to the ground, anticipating it from touching the floor. As he observed Jrue drag Lora to him, he sat within the center of the position of authority,FIVE YEARS AGOTyndale entered the castle, his gaze drawn to the magnificent art of architecture. He walked through the throne chamber, the tips of his fingertips scraping against the banquet table in the room's center. Charger, Raider, and Lancer, the three saints, trailed behind.Jrue Deryleen, his lieutenant, emerged from one end of the room as he approached the throne. He was wielding his dual blades, which he had wrapped around Lora's neck. He drew her closer to the dictator.Tyndale looked at the tw