//…………………………………………………………………………………………………….//“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
Daito sighed heavily, feeling a sense of resignation wash over him. He knew that Slejj was right, and that he would have to face the consequences of his actions when he returned to the Royal Republic. Despite his initial reluctance, he knew that it was his duty to serve his country, even if it meant sacrificing his own reputation. As a dark bender and one of the leaders of the nation, he had a responsibility to protect and serve his people, no matter the costWhy aren't they helping him? Melody whispered to herself as she watched him run across the forest. From her elevated point of view, she could see everything from the top of the hill. She wanted to get down there and help Drom reach the army, but the army men kept staring at him like they had seen a ghost, perhaps they had. “Lady Melo! What are you doing, help me maintain the barrier! We have to hold it before Daito gets here!” “Right! Sorry,” Melody strengthened the hovering ring with her own magic, she was still worried abou
He moved insanely fast for a man of his stature. All Lora felt we an unrealistically powerful force driving her to the ground. She landed with a thud, her head bouncing off the moldy floor. Needle-like pain reverberated across her skull. She lost her orientation, the world began spinning. As she tried to straighten to her feet another powerful blow landed across her frame, knocking the air out of her lungs, sending her spinning and spiraling across the floor. She collided with the wall, breaking her momentum. Jrue swung his twin blades with malicious intent. Though it wasn’t him succumbing to all those terrifying blows they were so brutal that he felt the impact of his raw strength. Before his blades could gain momentum he was rudely picked off the ground with an inhumane tackle. He was driven to the wall, the impact so violent it pushed the bricks out of position. Once he was pinned to the wall a flurry of punches started coming his way. The iron-like knuckles dug into his face, he
Harmel also took notice of the wrist, the wound looked a day old, and a day before, the commander was on a train heading to Royal Republic, so it didn't make sense how he got it from a sparring accident yet he was on that train or was supposedly on it. Something was definitely off about him today."So...what brings the mighty commander to the palace, I mean let's face it you've never been here most of the time.""Well actually I had come for our friendly match you promised me," he said, stroking his short stubby beard, chucking." You do know I suck at chess don't you!"They both burst out laughing. Harmel kept a close eye on Alvatrone, intently studying him, every inch of his face." Why don't you go all out with Harmel, he won the chess tournament last moon." "Oh really, that's quite impressive!" Alvatrone looked back at him, raising one of his eyebrows."It's not that big of a deal I...""No no it is. Please, it would be my pleasure to have a match with you. You seem like a worthy
I think he might be injured. And he is losing a lot of blood!” “Quickly then! We have to get clear off this battlefield and tend to him!” Tyndale was surprisingly outmatching the duo of Daito and Jericho in certain moments. He flung a blast towards the beast and tackled Daito to the ground. Pinning him to the muddy floor. As Daito struggled to free himself of the stranglehold, Tyndale groaned at him, “You will fall. Just like the rest of the enemies who have dared to challenge me! I feared the dark benders once, but now, with your suppressed powers you haven't even touched the surface of what you can do. You're weak!” Jericho’s dropped down on all fours, switching his posture. He charged towards the two and his teeth gripped Tyndale's cloak, dragging him backward. He let go of Daito and reached for the laces on his chest that were holding the cloak in place. He tore down the knot and released the cloak allowing him to get back on his feet. Jericho spat out the cloth and leaped to
Tyndale was surprisingly outmatching the duo of Daito and Jericho in certain moments. He flung a blast towards the beast and tackled Daito to the ground. Pinning him to the muddy floor. As Daito struggled to free himself of the stranglehold, Tyndale groaned at him, “You will fall. Just like the rest of the enemies who have dared to challenge me! I feared the dark benders once, but now, with your suppressed powers you haven't even touched the surface of what you can do. You're weak!” Jericho’s dropped down on all fours, switching his posture. He charged towards the two and his teeth gripped Tyndale's cloak, dragging him backward. He let go of Daito and reached for the laces on his chest that were holding the cloak in place. He tore down the knot and released the cloak allowing him to get back on his feet. Jericho spat out the cloth and leaped towards the tyrant, its mouth wide open showcasing razor-sharp teeth. As he neared the Tyrant, a hard circular object stuck into its mouth, it